Son Silva - Pegasus

Forget the newest waves
I’m tryna charter shipments
And keep it lowkey like darker pigments
Learnt at times that it’s best to live your life
Don’t look behind because the past is with ya
Until it catch up, nigga, pass the liquor
Niggas claim they’re quick witted
Quick with it but can’t even poke holes in my afterimage
Even when I take time
Forbidden fruit don’t fall far from the tree, I tasted it through the grapevines
Chasing sirens, dodging sirens
Just ghetto birds of the same feathers
City came alive in the dead of night from all this violence, somehow I’m still unfettered
No hear say, he said, she said or so so, I know better
Can’t be claiming icon if your whole clique be drama ridden
I am street pastor with it, every psalm I’m spitting take me closer, keep me focused way beyond past my limit
Keep my strife strong, looking at my younger self, thinking that I can’t forgive him
Chatter getting louder like an eighth to the face, I’m getting hard of hearing
I prefer to keep mute unless we turn up
Unless you show love
Keep the sentence short unlike a harsher hearing, sure enough
Trying to feel good while living out these demon days in youthful exuberance
Let loose with these full lips
Don’t watch the daily news
I’d rather have a noose for the nuisance
It’s bullshit
I’m on this aggressive ting you know
Man don’t know about me
Man will roll on man
Man will roll on man now bruv
What’s man saying?
Babe, you know how I get when off the Wray, don’t tempt me
Sat with the same people from back in those set days, while you’ve been
Cutting people from your corner like you’re serving temp fades
And I foresee
That a look in the mirror might just go and shake some things up and
Get your regime checked like the end of the month
Just dead all the fuss
Working night shifts to cause a shift but it’s never enough
Why they never wanna level with us?
Looking all disheveled and rough in pursuit of heaven or lust
Whichever comes first, maybe it’s a little better with love
Hover above, forever looking down in disgust
Everything I loathe might just turn into dust
And blow away from a huff of the gust,
The coldest living, you can tell by the touch
And I’m just barely brainstorming
So ahead of my time, I live in the past, present, future in the same morning
Momma said I need a calling card
Oh, I know
But I’ve been focused on myself and how to live on high notes
And I’ve been basking in my glory, keeping two eyes closed
So when the fedman say “don’t ask why”, I say
Why doe?
Banker told me ‘You and I? No, we don’t breathe the same’
Told him ‘We all bleed the same, matter of time until we see the day’
Called security and said to ‘Keep away’,
I guess that we don’t breathe the same
Ain’t no skeletons inside my closet, hardly even mannequins
Through all these lows like Wenger, but I’m still managing
Maybe moving too fast on a dire course
I’m galloping on Pegasus
Fuck your higher horse

Written by:
Jeffrey Silva Pereira

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