Текст песни Balance (Lawren) с переводом

Mmmh, I don’t really… a little bit to the left

Mmmh, a little bit to the right. Mm I don’t know. Whatever

Tryna find my balance, yeah

Tryna find my balance

Tryna find my balance, dog uh

Tryna find my, uh

Tryna find my

Try-tryna find my uh

Tryna find my balance

Tryna find my

Tryna find my

Try-tryna find my

Tryna find my balance, dog

Yeah yeah

I gotta go. I gotta go

All these rappers have been out their boss

We by action moving down the coast

I’m not opposed to rapping on Scholls

Kill it on stage in the name of the Father

He slaughter my sin I’m just serving the Truth

I rap about God and bury some fruit

I look in the mirror, I’m staring at you

I stare at myself cotton all over the place

Yeah that’s a idea, all these rappers lookin like IKEA

They claim that they krunk but they broke in a week

But Jesus they gave it to the weak

Yuh that’s Good Friday yeah everybody wanna know where they gonna go

When they gonna go but they gotta get to know here

Never been a slow killer, hope dealer

Wantin' my shot like gorilla, flow-rilla

Tryna be who I am for the I Am

Hot-head, Cuban, Puerto-Rican, with the light skin

Tryna hold it down like a vice-grip

I’m tryna find a balance between calabasters

I just wanna let go, yeah all these rappers wanna battle I don’t battle I just

wanna let go yeah

I don’t care about awards, bruh

Jonny pipe, we made war, bruh

They don’t like this say oh bruh

Nobody claiming the genre, they say it’s a box

I disagree

Talk about haters, sprinkle some Jesus and then from there on it’s rinse,

repeat. Yuh

Tryna find my balance, yeah

Tryna find my balance

Tryna find my balance, dog uh

Tryna find my, uh

Tryna find my

Try-tryna find my uh

Tryna find my balance

Tryna find my

Tryna find my

Try-tryna find my

Tryna find my balance, dog

Yeah

I gotta go, I gotta go

All these rappers have been out their boss

We by action been moving down the coast

I’m not opposed to post and oblige

The people need jesus they post on the block

You try to reach them but can’t post on their blog

Yeah that’s what I’m tryna do, got love for the Church got love for the crew

Oh yeah, all day wanna do wanna roll like a pharisee

Tryna find a balance but how fair is he?

We just tryna live transparently

Yeah but y’all wanna talk about the next man looking less than, separated from

the Lord of hopes

I made a promise to the Lord I won’t boast on my own strength

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Tryna find a balance reach to all the masses

Can’t we all just go now

Tryna find a balance all they do is just rappin can we go now

I know some people that never relate I know some people that barely done changed

I know some people that can’t help but hate

I know some people that are still fake

I know my God can throw problems away

I know my God put his son in the way

«Well done faithful servant» That’s what I want Him to call me

I don’t really care what y’all call me

Nobody claiming the genre

They say it’s a box. I disagree

Talk about haters, sprinkle some Jesus

Then rinse, repeat. yuh

Tryna find my balance, yeah

Tryna find my balance

Tryna find my balance, dog uh

Tryna find my, uh

Tryna find my

Try-tryna find my uh

Tryna find my balance

Tryna find my

Tryna find my

Try-tryna find my

Tryna find my balance, dog