Post Malone - Hate Being Sober ft. DaBaby (Lyrics)(Перевод) VEVO

Song title: Hate Being Sober
Author of the song: Post Malone ft. DaBaby
Font: Edo sz
Lyrics:
DABABY (V. 1)
There ain’t a killer in me, mama raised me better,
but lately I feel the devil in me.
Maybe cause it wasn’t fan, fan to see me labour you I hit opa pair.
Now I got my grip on this drain Nigga am scared.
Not to die young seeing my parents there laying down a son I can’t compare to the feeling if you get it.
I hate you when I pray am like take me … (instrumental), anywhere that I can keep myself from going crazy.
I have you my child, Lord deliver him safely, am not ready tell me it’s time
I guess I make the payment bless you who got next man I hope you ain’t a patient.
POST MALONE (CHORUS)
Three years later tell me how you feel nah nah, tell me how you feel nah nah.
Tell me how you feel three years later, tell me how you feel nah nah, Tell me how you feel nah nah, tell me how you feel three years.
DABABY (V. 2)
See ya u in my dreams, pulling up schemes you the one for the team, always thank the Lord that ain’t gonna stop me from letting this fall apart.
From young boys to brothers the love for her mother’s,
Forever in my prayers.
I know you see my struggles. and what I can’t admit,
I just take my hints felt that even harder as I held that casket.
Flowers in a basket surround your grave, all the love inside is in charge control my rage.
My future so bright so promising the way you play my shit that you promise me.
Don’t forget it brother where you are an doing members
Let the city know this is your summer.
Tell me it’s time I guess I make the payment
Bless you who got next man I hope you ain’t a patient.
POST MALONE (CHORUS)
Three years later tell me how you feel nah nah, tell me how you feel nah nah.
Tell me how you feel three years later, tell me how you feel nah nah, Tell me how you feel nah nah, tell me how you feel three years.
Translated by The Minister
The translation is literal, errors are not excluded