Don’t Speak

[Pre-Chorus: BAHBI]
Uh
Ain’t no other way to it
When we in the hood we just stay fluent
When the pressure strikes we just pray through it
Came from the gutter we was made through it
Uh
Ain’t no other way to it
When we in the hood we just stay fluent
When the pressure strikes we just pray through it
Came from the gutter we was made through it
Just know

[Chorus: BAHBI]
It’s so hard where I’m from
It’s so hard where I’m from
Where I’m from (I said)
It’s so hard where I’m from
It’s so hard where I’m from
Where I’m from (I said)
It’s so hard where I’m from
It’s so hard where I’m from
Where I’m from, yeah
It’s so hard where I’m from
It’s so hard where I’m from

[Verse 1: Tyree]
Why my mama heart been broken so many times?
You would think she’s careless with it looking from the outside in
Swear I’m ‘bout to lock that thing in a safe
The people closest to her prolly still find a way to get in
Word to my Auntie Moe Moe
The ice from that ice bucket challenge brought a second wave of sting after the diagnosis
And I ain’t feel it ’til now ‘cause back then I was focused
On how much sympathy I’d get from old girl if I told her
“My aunt got ALS”
Yo this is Satan’s best
Had me thinking if I don’t win her back I’ll stay depressed
And that made me forget
‘Bout all your love
I guess I was the one who was really sick
Now I lay in bed
Waking from these dreams where you talking to me
Hell, only time I hear your voice is when I’m getting sleep
Damn
I just wanna have a conversation with my auntie
But I can’t even do that without a pencil and a sheet
Damn
Who’s playing a joke?
I know this ain’t real
I know it’s fake
This whole situation is bogus
You a flower to me
And now I’m s'posed to look and pretend that I don’t see dying roses
Tomorrow tell me if you forgive my need for sympathy
Tomorrow tell me give it some time and she gonna miss me
Tomorrow tell me some people always switching sides
But you’ll always be on mine
And you’ll never be acting shifty
Tomorrow tell no matter what you’re still riding with me
Tomorrow tell me that you gon’ have my back when I’m fifty
Tomorrow tell me that you’ll still be around when I’m fifty
Tomorrow tell me just how much you love me
But for now
Don’t speak
Don’t speak
Don’t…

[Pre-Chorus: BAHBI]
Ain’t no other way to it
When we in the hood we just stay fluent
When the pressure strikes we just pray through it
Came from the gutter we was made through it
Uh
Ain’t no other way to it
When we in the hood we just stay fluent
When the pressure strikes we just pray through it
Came from the gutter we was made through it
Just know

[Chorus: BAHBI]
It’s so hard where I’m from
It’s so hard where I’m from
Where I’m from (I said)
It’s so hard where I’m from
It’s so hard where I’m from
Where I’m from (I said)
It’s so hard where I’m from
It’s so hard where I’m from
Where I’m from, yeah
It’s so hard where I’m from
It’s so hard where I’m from

[Verse 2: Tyree]
Y’all can’t do this to my auntie
Throwback to the night of my graduation
People spilling feelings and I know you wanna say some
Yeah, demons really out here
But I ain’t no doctor
There’s nothing I could do to erase ‘em
So I’m chasing paper
Hoping that I can pave the way to a life that’s greater for you and Kayla
Still don’t know what to say to you
I hope it doesn’t look like I don’t care
‘Cause that ain’t me that’s just the wrapping paper
Can’t imagine your stress
People treating you like your dying
And you got a nephew that clearly ain’t crying
Where is the balance?
Single mother raising a daughter by herself and getting sick
Is our god good?
Or is he filled with malice?
Feeling like Alice ‘cause I’m falling through the rabbit hole
And this time I don’t know if I’ll resurface
What is the purpose of this pain?
Mama told me that they made a breakthrough in ALS
Maybe it won’t be in vain
So tomorrow tell me how proud that you are to be my auntie
Tomorrow tell me if no one got me, you always got me
Tomorrow tell me don’t even stress about you-know-who
There’s a billion girls on Earth, at least half definitely want me
Tomorrow tell me that it’s okay if my future’s foggy
Tomorrow tell me that I’m too real do just die a copy
Tomorrow tell me that Imma get it, can’t no one stop me
Tomorrow tell me just how much you love me
But for now
Don’t speak
Don’t speak
Don’t…