One Day - Angelo Mota

You walk like you know there’s glass on your feet

Good god

Watch you bleed

Leave prints in the snow

Oh god

Watch you freeze in time

I’mma breathe

Better mind, better sleep

She said-she said-she said

«One day they gon' know about ya»

She said «One day they gon' know about ya»

She said «One day they gon' know about ya»

She said «One day they gon' know about ya»

My mama knows me so fucking well I bet she called this shit

I think she left all for the altercations

Off down there speeding with officers

The cost of all the constant talks that cause me to be cautious,

calm and confident

I never bite before I bark

Your smart remarks’ll have me leavin' carcasses

Talk to God

He don’t wanna have no part in this

And part of me is still quite offended

How you gonna make me so damn good

And still leave my mind hanging off the hinges?

I sometimes feel like I’m quite relentless or quite pretentious (you wouldn’t

get it)

I shouldn’t say it

My feelings hurting

I hate myself and I ain’t scratch the surface

Still masked when I go outside

'Cause I don’t wanna see no one I know outside

And I ain’t really something you show outside

Unless it’s shows or speakers

My purpose means that I ain’t good for shit but hooks or 16's

Hooked on CCCs just to go to sleep

And when I know it’s deep

I open my phone and read messages that my mom wrote to me like

You walk like you know there’s glass on your feet

Good god

Watch you bleed

Leave prints in the snow

Oh god

Watch you freeze in time

I’mma breathe

Better mind, better sleep

She said-she said-she said

«One day they gon' know about ya»

She said «One day they gon' know about ya»

She said «One day they gon' know about ya»

She said «One day they gon' know about ya»

This for all my self-deprecating

Self medicated thugs

White tee in the club

And it’s also for my laid back, wavy curled, independent baby girl

Trynna keep her head above the bullshit that they say to bring you down

You in the crowd, you talking shit

We in the green room, talking business

You don’t pay rent or attention

I don’t got no fucking, uh-

I don’t got no fucking motive

I don’t got no fucking mission

I just came in 'cause I’m different

Got the syrup dripping, uh

Who gon' clean the floor?

Swear this ain’t just simple

See you might’ve heard the scene before

Take a picture, uh

Trippin', uh

What you screamin' for?

Media don’t follow me

Matter fact, my mom the only one who really calling me like

You walk like you know there’s glass on your feet

Good god

Watch you bleed

Leave prints in the snow

Oh god

Watch you freeze in time

I’mma breathe

Better mind, better sleep

She said-she said-she said

«One day they gon' know about ya»

She said «One day they gon' know about ya»

She said «One day they gon' know about ya»

She said «One day they gon' know about ya»

One day they gon know about ya

One day they gon know about ya

One day they gon know about ya

About ya