Time I Spent
Lost Time and Broken Bonds: SBR Peezyy's Powerful Reflection
Lyrics
Did time in that cell I can't get that time back
Reflects on time spent in jail and the inability to reclaim that lost time.
I can't take no day off, I got diamonds on my neck they like to shine but I don't flex, pull any bitch on the radar they showing me fake love
Expresses the constant work ethic despite having luxury items; doesn't boast about possessions. People show fake affection but aren't genuine.
I know they won't ride he starting to give up nobody's by his side
Realization that support is dwindling; feeling abandoned.
Uh, Came in the world all alone not scared to die lonely
Comfortable with facing death alone, emphasizing a sense of loneliness.
Same niggas say they his brother they switched sides on him
Friends who claimed brotherhood turned against him.
They gave him 5 then he cried man I seen it running from his past he fighting demons
Witnessing someone emotionally breaking down due to past traumas and struggles.
Little do he know he just won't win, cause even if he leave they'll come back again
Feeling defeated as problems keep resurfacing; leaving doesn't solve them.
He told his story to a unknown man left in court and seen the same man take the stand he tried to take it to trial but shit ain't go as planned he look around the court room don't even see his fam Caught his self in a jam
Sharing personal stories with someone unfamiliar, feeling betrayed when that person testifies against him in court. Feeling isolated during the trial.
Did time in that cell I can't get that time back
Reiteration of the regret for time spent in jail.
I can't take no day off, I got diamonds on my neck they like to shine but I don't flex, pull any bitch on the radar they showing me fake love
Reiterating a constant grind despite having valuables, dealing with insincere affection.
I know they won't ride he starting to give up nobody's by his side
Recognizing a lack of support; feeling abandoned.
Aye he was steady posted on the block all day
Someone spending significant time on the block (street) consistently.
Catch him in the street but never in the hallways
Visible outside but absent in meaningful places; avoiding places of significance.
Kicked out the house he ain't got nowhere to sleep now he sticking people up to make funds through the week
Homeless, resorting to crime for survival and financial stability.
He miss when he was young he older and life ain't cheap
Nostalgia for youth, realizing life is financially challenging as an adult.
No guidance from his daddy that nigga ain't make a beat
Lack of paternal guidance and influence.
He get free and pop Addy's think about all his friends deceased
Using drugs to cope with the loss of friends.
Yea
Interjection or affirmation.
We sliding when they drop addys don't need a addy to up the heat Uh had to put bro on they tried to tell me I wasn't next up
Intent on retaliation or violence; feeling underestimated by others.
Aiming for the neck up what the fuck you got a vest for?
Questioning the need for protection if others are aiming for lethal shots.
Uh, aye lost souls heartbeat it made his heart cold, where this world ends only God knows
Describing a loss of empathy and warmth due to life's hardships; uncertain about life's conclusion.
Did time in that cell I can't get that time back
Repetition highlighting regret over time spent incarcerated.
I can't take no day off, I got diamonds on my neck they like to shine but I don't flex, pull any bitch on the radar
Reiteration of working consistently despite possessing valuable items.
Did time in that cell I can't get that time back
Repeated reflection on the irretrievable time spent in jail.
I can't take no day off, I got diamonds on my neck they like to shine but I don't flex, pull any bitch on the radar they showing me fake love
Consistent grind despite owning expensive items; facing insincere affection.
I know they won't ride he starting to give up nobody's by his side
Acknowledging a lack of support, feeling deserted.
Written:Paris Cooper
A written signature or identifier of the creator: Paris Cooper.
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