Sing About Me by TTY TOM Lyrics
[Verse 1: TTY TOM]
Mother of a son plus two daughters
The father's location unknown yet that would be expected
Ain't all these rappers told ya already?
Living steady on benefits
But I question what's the benefit when still I remain in debt
That acts as the true enemy in disguise
Laughing at my demise
I cry, look into the same eyes I
Used to find before the sun rise at 6am
It's standard I look up but when outside
Sometimes I look down with pain again
It's clear that I'm hurting and struggling
No need for a metaphor
When I'm poor I'll just say that I am poor
Broke, choking with exhaustion
Middle-class women wouldn't like a portion
And the high-class would sit on their ass
Drive past in their Porsche and
Cover their mouths that have been filled
While my first soul grow in the cold, looking for something other than time to kill
Bless his heart for being dedicated
Thank God
He ain't a chip off the old block where we've been staying
What about my girls?
What about them?
They working hard and the one carrying the same last name don't give a fuck about them
Dead or alive? What does it matter?
I've had to tell my children not to be even half bad
[Bridge]
And yes it's sad, maybe hard to relate to
Even if you sing about me, I'll be not screaming a 'Thank you'
Cos the past is past
What can you change about that?
Even if you think about me, I'll see no changes in what have you
What have you got to turn my world round all of that?
Even if you dream about me, I'll be in reality without a single stack just to keep this flat
After this and that, my boy still don't like your raps
If you make it big, just tell him that he ought to watch his back
[Hook]
Promise that you will sing about me [x4]
[Outro]
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me
When the sunlight falls, and the moon rises
Never think you're alone
The light is always there to guide you home
Mother of a son plus two daughters
The father's location unknown yet that would be expected
Ain't all these rappers told ya already?
Living steady on benefits
But I question what's the benefit when still I remain in debt
That acts as the true enemy in disguise
Laughing at my demise
I cry, look into the same eyes I
Used to find before the sun rise at 6am
It's standard I look up but when outside
Sometimes I look down with pain again
It's clear that I'm hurting and struggling
No need for a metaphor
When I'm poor I'll just say that I am poor
Broke, choking with exhaustion
Middle-class women wouldn't like a portion
And the high-class would sit on their ass
Drive past in their Porsche and
Cover their mouths that have been filled
While my first soul grow in the cold, looking for something other than time to kill
Bless his heart for being dedicated
Thank God
He ain't a chip off the old block where we've been staying
What about my girls?
What about them?
They working hard and the one carrying the same last name don't give a fuck about them
Dead or alive? What does it matter?
I've had to tell my children not to be even half bad
[Bridge]
And yes it's sad, maybe hard to relate to
Even if you sing about me, I'll be not screaming a 'Thank you'
Cos the past is past
What can you change about that?
Even if you think about me, I'll see no changes in what have you
What have you got to turn my world round all of that?
Even if you dream about me, I'll be in reality without a single stack just to keep this flat
After this and that, my boy still don't like your raps
If you make it big, just tell him that he ought to watch his back
[Hook]
Promise that you will sing about me [x4]
[Outro]
Promise that you will sing about me
Promise that you will sing about me
When the sunlight falls, and the moon rises
Never think you're alone
The light is always there to guide you home