Los Atara - but I try

(Chorus)

Tap my wrist
Like a watch is there
The time has come to slaughter

I make myself proud
But I still disappoint my father
I don’t do this for him
I do this for my future daughters

If I live long enough to be loved
By their future mother

(Verse)

Then it was worth it

All the time I spent alone
Thinking I was worthless
Thinking I was print
Tryna fit in with the cursives

Meanwhile
I was calligraphy
The hieroglyphic version

Some people mistake beauty
For a piece of trash
Flowers for some wrappers

Poison for some water
It brings about laughter
We can hate on him
Because he dropped out of his classes

He wants to be a wrapper (rapper)
We can be the trashcans
Yeah
He’s not the right color

He was a failure
Before he dropped that song
About his brother
About his brother

He thinks he could be an artist
His mom should’ve worn a rubber

(Bridge)

Her poor soul
Her poor soul
Her poor soul

She’s gonna be broke
Gon be broke
Gon be broke forever

Cause her sons a loser

A fuckin loser

(Outro)

Tap my wrist
Like a watch is there
The time has come to slaughter

I make myself proud
But I still disappoint my father
I don’t do this for him
I do this for my future daughters

If I live long enough to be loved
By their future mother

Written by:
Lowell Scott Ashbrook

Publisher:
Lyrics © Too Lost LLC

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