Uphill

ian (Trap)

Compositor: Ian Smith

Been trenchin' my way up the hill
Been tellin' my story, I hope it can touch someone
I hope we don't fall out of love
It's starting to feel like you don't give a fuck no more
I'm sorry that I cannot trust no one
I'll never forget what got took from us
I hope up North, you can be yourself
The problem with me is I took too long

This Prada on me was a thought at first, somehow I done found me a way
I thought that it wouldn't be hard at first
But we finally movin' away
I thought you didn't want one part of me
You seem to be fine, but it's hard for me
Just wanna make everyone proud of me
I hope I make everyone proud of me, uh-uh
I know yo' family wouldn't approve of this
Quit thinkin' 'bout it go and do that shit
Last thing I need is your approval, bitch
Just try to stay patient with me, 'cause I'm new to this
I know that you could never ruin this
I don't know if I'll ever get through this shit, no-no, ho-ho

Head up, lil' boy, I'll be damned if you give up hope
Heads up, we sendin' some shit you can't come back from
Next up, I still give a damn if I stay or not

I—I—I'm keepin' you distant, no need to relive it
No need for religion, I'm deep in the business
Not readin' your message, I need me a minute
Don't need your attention, I need you to listen
And I do somethin' wrong 'cause you bein' dismissive
Chop out the top, make the ceiling go missin'
You sparked somethin' I haven't felt in a minute
You the one, can't nobody tell me different