Naked

Sometimes I can't feel movement but we moving What's the scale of, your improvement? What's the tale of your success, though? Is it hard work, was it dress code? Wrong place, right time, and it worked out? All the noise in the back seemed to turn loud? My button's being pressed I used to undo hers and lay in the bed Now that you laid in it, gotta make it To be or not to be naked, minus the skin, I mean from within Bear the wrong one for your soul you're feeling stripped My Blackberry had all this empty engagement Back when the random tings were my display pic In certain ways it's like, nothing has changed since My DM even to that, it's just faces (Yeah!) Summertime ting, call that the mattress spring Unresolved feelings, under the covers they hid She said, "I'd move on, but they're not like him" But I'm not like your mister, just your hit up Give her lower back That's the extent I'm involved in that It's not that I don't care for you You just can't be knowing that I won't be the pillow talk tonight If I speak my mind, I'm caught in fire Didn't even realised that she rapped I love how she spitting on the mic Putting all my dirty thoughts aside Your company's valued there's shit that I tackle We're not gonna chat through 'cause that's not our thing I still appreciate you let me in I seen your body and soul in a glimpse We don't forget because we leave our prints We'll never know if we're here 'Cause it's natural or someone just cancelled last minute (pick) Sometimes I can't feel movement, but we moving What's the scale of, your improvement? What's the tale of your success, though? Is it hard work, was it dress code? Wrong place, right time, and it worked out? All the noise in the back seemed to turn loud? (My button's being pressed) Sometimes I can't feel movement but we moving What's the scale of, your improvement? What's the tale of your success, though? Is it hard work, was it dress code? Wrong place, right time, and it worked out? All the noise in the back seemed to turn loud? My button's being pressed I used to undo hers and lay in the bed Now that you laid in it, gotta make it To be or not to be naked minus the skin, I mean from within Bear the wrong one for your soul you're feeling stripped My Blackberry had all this empty engagement Back when the random tings were my display pic In certain ways it's like, nothing has changed since My DM even to that, it's just faces