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Be Still Video (MV)




Performed By: Nate
Language: English
Length: 3:53
Written by: Nate DeVera




Nate - Be Still Lyrics
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Hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Oh, woah, woah
Lately I've been trying to catch my mind up
Trying to find a way to get inside, yeah
Like getting to a door where there's no entry
I'm trying to take a step but it won't let me
But I gotta be still
Find a way to sit still
It's the best for my health
Got nobody to do it for; I do it for myself
I took some time off. I had to step back
I took a shot, and now I feel like I can't get back
To myself, my company's own worth
Said if that shit ain't growing then I guess it's f*cking getting worse (oh)
That's what I told myself
My mind was a villain trying to trick me
I was in a self talk negative hell
Toxic like Britney
Spears flying around me, got 300 laying on the ground
Shit. I feel the pressure falling down, down
Lately I've been trying to catch my mind up
Trying to find a way to get inside, yeah
Like getting to a door where there's no entry
I'm trying to take a step but it won't let me
Lately I've been trying to pick my pace up
Getting caught up and worried about a paystub
Like schooling when I raced up at the track meet
I worry about what's behind and what's ahead of me
But I gotta be still
Find a way to sit still
It's the best for my health
Got nobody to do it for; I do it for myself
C'mon
Gotta keep my mind on myself
I've been running around getting shot down by myself, uh
Putting all my Will to the test, feeling Jaded even though I Smith steel on my chest, uh
I've been getting shot, when it gonna stop?
It's a circle, and it's hot. Yeah I want the top, but I'm
Hurdling a lot, am I gonna drop? Shit
Murder thoughts, am I gonna flop?
Gotta reframe: Self doubt is a bitch
Even when I don't want it, girl's hugging my hip, shit
She dishes out negativity: that's rotten food, muf*cka
I ain't trynna get the bird flu
Dip outta here, tweet tweet, get out, I'm through
It's my own damn choice
Doubt enters doors that you allow it to
Gotta be still, won't pop pills
Even when I kinda want them, gotta keep it trill
I don't wanna treat symptoms in life
Numbing pain is always temporary, that's solid advice
From the man up above
I thank God for the gems that he drops on my tongue
Now I gotta be still, to get up out the hole that I dug
(Lately I've been, lately I've been, lately I've been)
(Getting caught up in)
(What's ahead of me)
(But I gotta be still)
It's the best for my health
Got nobody to do it for; I do it for myself, yeah
As of late, I've been thinking about the past
About the future, how I'm afraid that it won't last
I got a new whip
I love my true chick
I know it's meant for me
I gotta take a seat
Hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Oh, woah, woah
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English

Hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Oh, woah, woah
Lately I've been trying to catch my mind up
Trying to find a way to get inside, yeah
Like getting to a door where there's no entry
I'm trying to take a step but it won't let me
But I gotta be still
Find a way to sit still
It's the best for my health
Got nobody to do it for; I do it for myself
I took some time off. I had to step back
I took a shot, and now I feel like I can't get back
To myself, my company's own worth
Said if that shit ain't growing then I guess it's f*cking getting worse (oh)
That's what I told myself
My mind was a villain trying to trick me
I was in a self talk negative hell
Toxic like Britney
Spears flying around me, got 300 laying on the ground
Shit. I feel the pressure falling down, down
Lately I've been trying to catch my mind up
Trying to find a way to get inside, yeah
Like getting to a door where there's no entry
I'm trying to take a step but it won't let me
Lately I've been trying to pick my pace up
Getting caught up and worried about a paystub
Like schooling when I raced up at the track meet
I worry about what's behind and what's ahead of me
But I gotta be still
Find a way to sit still
It's the best for my health
Got nobody to do it for; I do it for myself
C'mon
Gotta keep my mind on myself
I've been running around getting shot down by myself, uh
Putting all my Will to the test, feeling Jaded even though I Smith steel on my chest, uh
I've been getting shot, when it gonna stop?
It's a circle, and it's hot. Yeah I want the top, but I'm
Hurdling a lot, am I gonna drop? Shit
Murder thoughts, am I gonna flop?
Gotta reframe: Self doubt is a bitch
Even when I don't want it, girl's hugging my hip, shit
She dishes out negativity: that's rotten food, muf*cka
I ain't trynna get the bird flu
Dip outta here, tweet tweet, get out, I'm through
It's my own damn choice
Doubt enters doors that you allow it to
Gotta be still, won't pop pills
Even when I kinda want them, gotta keep it trill
I don't wanna treat symptoms in life
Numbing pain is always temporary, that's solid advice
From the man up above
I thank God for the gems that he drops on my tongue
Now I gotta be still, to get up out the hole that I dug
(Lately I've been, lately I've been, lately I've been)
(Getting caught up in)
(What's ahead of me)
(But I gotta be still)
It's the best for my health
Got nobody to do it for; I do it for myself, yeah
As of late, I've been thinking about the past
About the future, how I'm afraid that it won't last
I got a new whip
I love my true chick
I know it's meant for me
I gotta take a seat
Hey, yeah, hey, yeah
Oh, woah, woah
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Writer: Nate DeVera
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