Away - Rilès

Bitch niggas saying it’s luck

But I which I got some

Spending all my money but that shit don’t work

Tell me what I’ve done wrong

Trying to record all my thoughts but that shit so slow

Damn.

The fuck I did wrong?

Everything was fine but, nope, again

You’re sending me another gigantic golden stick in the wheel

You see the fight but you can’t see the struggle behind the scene

If only you knew how much pain is hidden behind your screen

Ay man, I’m not rapping for you to be all worried 'bout me

But Honesty and melodies are really all I can give

You see my hope, down

Slow, nah

Kemosabes try to lift me up, you down

You can tear me down everyday you fucking cunt

Hello problems let me tell you something you don’t really want

I know that.

One day you’ll go away

One day you’ll go away

One day you’ll go away

Before I go away

I’m sorry if you hear some popping noise sometimes in the recording

I just bought that new computer with all my savings and that shit’s not working

properly

It keeps on crashing

I lost like.

40 dope-ass beat sessions

Lot of recordings

Mom’s turning deaf too

But at least I can make beats in the A. M

Friends on the phone told me «Trust the maktub»

Can the maktub fuck up its rendez-vous?

Shut up man, bad luck’s already on you

Walk on black cat under ladders while you’re

Breaking mirrors, 13 'brellas in stud

Trust your feelings, flair the fakers' parfum

Don’t get fooled by clovers luck is not true

Me, myself and I’s always the best crew, ouhh

God gave me sundays

To fuck up the game

You can’t ignore the name

R-I-L-È-S

Forget the accent

Zinedinening your face

God gave me sundays

To fuck up the game

You can’t avoid the flames

My head’s in a mess

Still doing my best

Just cuz I know that

One day you’ll go away

One day you’ll go away

One day you’ll go away

Before I go away

Run

You better run