Ellis the Group - Balcony (feat. CocacolaJimmy)

woah, woah
My arm getting tired
Yeah
I wrote this sitting on the balcony hoping I can tap in into to the other half of me
I’m not sure exactly how I have so much to say but I can never say it
Man it baffles me, afraid to open up, it might go bad for me
But this time, ima take my time
I promise to be diligent with every single line
I told Tone to write the chorus, but that might be mine
That nigga so chill, he'll say yea homie that’s fine
So what’s on my mind
I had tears in my eyes when said that I had self hate
You know those ig arguments, you know how that can escalate
You know how that can frustrate
Duck tape on my mouth so I don’t share hateful opinions like it’s first take
Skip to my lou, the way I handled it, cool and collected
People hit my phone up like a debt collection
I was told that i do the things I do things for white acceptance
Okay, k,k, I get the message, like dm
That’s really how you feel, you know I’m from the Vill
You know that I grew up with all them niggas poppin steel
Man I do this for my village, and that’s why I was so livid
Like how we supposed to travel when we stuck on our pivot
Fight fire with fire, you Arsons I know you ain’t got it
You say that you’re helping, you’re trying I really don’t doubt it
The angle you're taking it shows me that you ain’t about it
You woke with statistics and history I know about
I’m bout it bout it, I play it like a game of chess
The hood tatted on my chest
I could buy that Hermès link but I’m the actual connect
All my dawgs they gone eat, all my dawgs they gone feast
All my dawgs they gone fetch, all my dawgs they in the streets
And I’m trynna meet the vets but yet, I’m the bird man, they show me no respect
And the irony is the white people tell me I’m not black enough
Cause I don’t act oppressed enough
I’m not afraid of the quote unquote oppressor
I’m trynna teach the game to my niggas like professor
I’m trynna get them to open up the Bibles on their dresser
Before the stretcha escorts us to the back of the van
So what’s the plan, come on man
Falling in and out this door
I can’t wait no more
Hitting deep inside my core
The weight is too heavy for sure
Falling in and out this door
I can’t wait no more
Hitting deep inside my core
The weight is too heavy for sure
Falling in and out this door
I can’t wait no more
Hitting deep inside my core
The weight is too heavy for sure
Falling in and out this door
I can’t wait no more
Hitting deep inside my core
The weight is too heavy for sure
People talking wreckless like they know me, like I’m out here in my own
Like I don’t have 6 siblings and some cousins back at home
Like the niggas in the hood dont call my momma momma
Like we wasn’t 30 deep walking to the park for drama
Like my brotha don’t keep the strap like a seat belt for safety
Like my nigga Dirt won’t pop a nigga, he played safety
Said I’m acting white cause I don’t act like mike
So I grab the mike
Illmatic like, Tone
Falling in and out this door
I can’t wait no more
Hitting deep inside my core
The weight is too heavy for sure
Falling in and out this door
I can’t wait no more
Hitting deep inside my core
The weight is too heavy for sure
I switched it up now it’s part of me
My apologies, I'm rocking wallabies
Like a wannabe but I wanna be
A legal plug for all of my niggas
All of my niggas, man, yal ain’t filling me
Free Khy
Falling in and out this door
I can’t wait no more
Hitting deep inside my core
The weight is too heavy for sure

Written by:
James Brown

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