Letra

Smile at the past when I see it Sometimes shit seem out of reach But when it do, I look down, see the glass on the ring You look close, you could really see your past on repeat Tracin' every step back like I'm draggin' my feet You should get to know me The Devil dance, lean back in my seats She blow a kiss, it hit the side of my cheek, I wipe it off Lipstick probably still on my skin I'm just a victim in this world full of sin My mother try and keep me safe (haha) Mama try and keep me safe When I was eatin' from your beak, I knew I'd grow to fly away On my own Always told me "stay away from the stove" And lit the fire just to heat up the comb Now I'm grown Uh, I'm grown I made my own way Yeah, yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Jasper Marsalis Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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