“Can’t Breathe” feels like the sound of someone fighting their own feelings, trying to stay strong but slowly crumbling inside. Llona doesn’t hide the hurt; he lets it flow. Every note sounds like a confession, every lyric like a heartbeat caught between love and loss.
“Can’t Breathe” is about that kind of love that takes everything out of you, where memories linger like air you can’t escape.
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Oh many casablanca wey e don burst
Too many kayan mata wey I don trust
Another filli ganga and I stuborn
You fucking with a gangster and I pompous
Amaka eleganza she dey form porsche
I spread am like cancer if she wan form
(Yaaa)
Oh mehn I can't breathe
Tell my nigga say I can't eat
And I no fit enter this road 'cause of bandit
Understand me
Before you begin contraband me
Always thought when I'm 23 I will win a Grammy
(Ama)
They want to hold me down
I'm not your homie now
I carry my gun and shoot
They want to hold me down (down down down)
I'm not your not homie now (now now now)
I carry my gun and shoot
Man living like an animal, animal eh
Living life of a party man, party man, you know (hmm hmm)
And If you ask me I will say I don't care
Really don't care if I'm not the one there
Quick to remind you in case you forget
You gon pay me my money and pay me respect
'Cause I no fit put my hand for something
Either ways na something or nothing
Take the loss and count all my profit
Cause it was just me and my cousin
But I can't breathe
Tell my nigga say I can't eat (hmm hmm hmm hmm)
And I no fit enter this road 'cause of bandit
Understand me
Before you begin contraband me (oh oh)
Always thought when I'm 23 I will win a Grammy
Ama
They want to hold me down
I'm not your homie now
I carry my gun and shoot
They want to hold me down
I'm not your not homie now
I carry my gun and shoot
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