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