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Anotha One Video (MV)




Performed By: Cholly Wolly
Language: English
Length: 2:27
Written by: Cholly Cunningham




Cholly Wolly - Anotha One Lyrics




How heavy should I go
When all I know is how to flow from the deep part of my soul
Nobody has to know
Sometimes the pain runs deep and you gotta let it show
I'm trying to figure how
Trying to figure why
I'm searching for the answers I can't seem to find
Looking to the sky asking God why
And she had five kids and that makes me cry
Cuz they'll never understand why mommy had to die
But I knew she was an angel now I see her fly
I hit my first L at your house
This not the way you was supposed to go out
You was supposed to be here with us when we hit the top
But now that you're not here my hustle don't stop
I'mma do my best till I'm down in the dirt
Cuz losing true ones too early that hurts

I lost anotha one
And anotha one
I lost anotha one
And anotha one
Ask yourself what battle is won when yall still saying RIP to daughters and sons
Wouldn't you rather talk it out instead of shooting a gun
Rather talk it out instead of shooting a gun

I looked at the clock
Looked at the call
I saw who it was wasn't ready at all
And then what she said man her words made me fall
Yea her words made me fall
See my Ace lost her sis and what's crazy is this
She was only 17 a baby that is
And I rack through my mind and it's hazy as shit
If this is life is it as good as it gets
I come from where we got that PTSD and don't talk about
Naw
We don't talk about it
It's crazy to think where I laid my head would later be the place someone was found dead
Anxious when my phone ringing cuz I don't know who next is slain
And that's a pain
I've experienced more death than life and that's insane
I've lost too many homies to that gang gang
This shit is dumb

I lost anotha one
And anotha one
I lost anotha one
And anotha one
Ask yourself what battle is won when yall still saying RIP to daughters and sons
Wouldn't you rather talk it out instead of shooting a gun
Rather talk it out instead of shooting a gun
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English

How heavy should I go
When all I know is how to flow from the deep part of my soul
Nobody has to know
Sometimes the pain runs deep and you gotta let it show
I'm trying to figure how
Trying to figure why
I'm searching for the answers I can't seem to find
Looking to the sky asking God why
And she had five kids and that makes me cry
Cuz they'll never understand why mommy had to die
But I knew she was an angel now I see her fly
I hit my first L at your house
This not the way you was supposed to go out
You was supposed to be here with us when we hit the top
But now that you're not here my hustle don't stop
I'mma do my best till I'm down in the dirt
Cuz losing true ones too early that hurts

I lost anotha one
And anotha one
I lost anotha one
And anotha one
Ask yourself what battle is won when yall still saying RIP to daughters and sons
Wouldn't you rather talk it out instead of shooting a gun
Rather talk it out instead of shooting a gun

I looked at the clock
Looked at the call
I saw who it was wasn't ready at all
And then what she said man her words made me fall
Yea her words made me fall
See my Ace lost her sis and what's crazy is this
She was only 17 a baby that is
And I rack through my mind and it's hazy as shit
If this is life is it as good as it gets
I come from where we got that PTSD and don't talk about
Naw
We don't talk about it
It's crazy to think where I laid my head would later be the place someone was found dead
Anxious when my phone ringing cuz I don't know who next is slain
And that's a pain
I've experienced more death than life and that's insane
I've lost too many homies to that gang gang
This shit is dumb

I lost anotha one
And anotha one
I lost anotha one
And anotha one
Ask yourself what battle is won when yall still saying RIP to daughters and sons
Wouldn't you rather talk it out instead of shooting a gun
Rather talk it out instead of shooting a gun
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Writer: Cholly Cunningham
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