Top Songs By Indigo Stella
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Indigo Stella
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Indigo Stella
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Garth The Producer
Producer
TWIX
Producer
Lyrics
Leave your past where it be
Don’t go crying over spilt milk nah nah When you ask, tell em please
Just don’t go begging for their love That’s the first wrong yeah
They used to laugh and now they ask if they can sit right in the front row yeah Sending all these letters to myself just to remind me who to love more yeah Looking all around me, I see a bunch of bodies and they cut throat yeah
Most people pray for better days
I’m asking God to send me rocky roads Verse 1:
Hmm that’s how we learning
Cause that’s how you learning
Flunking out of school yeah I know I’m not perfect
Treating me like a circus
Treat me like a circus
Ain’t nothing funny when you make money but you burdened Got these **** perplexed
Twisting in my service
I just wanna spit another verse and keep it turning
Just dropped tear of joy, know nothing perfect
But I’m waiting for my time
Waiting for my time come
Leave your past where it be
Don’t go crying over spilt milk nah nah When you ask, tell em please
Just don’t go begging for their love That’s the first wrong yeah
They used to laugh and now they ask if they can sit right in the front row yeah
Sending all these letters to myself just to remind me who to love more yeah Looking all around me, I see a bunch of bodies and they cut throat yeah Most people pray for better days
I’m asking God to send me rocky roads
Yeah I was down
Yeah I was down
(Gotta keep my head up one more time) Gotta keep my head up one more time
Gotta take one more sip and sigh
I just wanna Cuban link the ice
Think it’s eighty thou the price
I’m too focused aint playing with my life
Got my own back cause I know they strike Imma roll seven when I roll that dice
Better not tell me you know what its like
Yeah we were friends yeah we were tight They gon envy when you chosen and you right Better not lie to me
All my sletts are slimey til the night
I’m so proud of me
Look into the mirror, I bow to me
Leave your past where it be
Don’t go crying over spilt milk nah nah When you ask, tell em please
Just don’t go begging for their love That’s the first wrong yeah
They used to laugh and now they ask if they can sit right in the front row yeah Sending all these letters to myself just to remind me who to love more yeah Looking all around me, I see a bunch of bodies and they cut throat yeah
Most people pray for better days
I’m asking God to send me rocky roads
Written by: Indigo Stella
