Stories in pyjamas

We went from stories in pyjamas

Then everything got hard to harness

Conversations with some pastors

What good is soul if it is tarnished?

To not to sin is like the hardest

Growing up I weren’t the smartest

But I would always try regardless

I guess I owe that to my father

Man, I never was the calmest

I knew that life would be a desert

And I hoped I never got lethargic

And my brother made it out

My brother made it out the pen

I hope he make it through the harvest

Then my mum is like a friend

She doesn’t charge me for the rent

She told me finish what I started

I was timid when I started

Didn’t know my limit when I started

All I knew was this is where my heart is

There were days when we was starving

I guess they love you when you’re charming

But that’s just entertainment darling

Had a child like mine

Trina kill it when I started

You always gotta finish what you started

Really I ain’t into all the garbage

Or tryna be the hardest

I’d rather make a brother know exactly where his heart is

I pray for all my people, hope that everybody guarded

Death is kinda crazy, rest in peace to those departed

Yo, stories in pyjamas

We went from stories in pyjamas

I heard some stories in the barbers

About some brothers in some dramas

I know some brothers in some dramas

I pray they solving all their dramas

Baby mama drama, road drama

That is all they know mama

Brothers doing road for their own mama, oh mama

Misty out of the palaver

Life’s already harder when your skin’s a little darker

I don’t believe in karma till I stole my cousins charger

Would you rather die a legend or a martyr?

But what’s the point in talking

when my skin to them is armour?

They see me as a threat and probably kill me for a starter

Went from stories in pyjamas

To like running through the Gaza

I’m crying for my brothers put my faith up in the father

I hope he does his work cause

right now times are getting harder

No more stories in pyjamas

Nah, no more stories in pyjamas