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I've been uhhh Listening to this song on repeat for a couple of days So I figured I'd write to it First of all Shout out Mac Miller But a close second Shout out to you I'm content with fading in the darkness Long as I can tell you what I wanted Long as I can get it off my conscious And find a way to put it in to pocket Confined inside these lines just isn't right You deserve the world I'd give you mine But all I give you now, Is something written down But at least that shit is tight Well. my my What a pickle, What a bind Dreaming bout you But the thing about you is I miss you all the time I was fighting demons in myself Was I black and white or black or white or nil Traffic lights go passin by but still My rapper mind gets trapped inside My guilt My feels I want to feel what's real Found myself a little wishing well In hopes theirs feelings their to steal I think I got a real good chance of losing it 1 more ball left to shoot it with Gotta take that shot that shooter shit Don't shoot me down I'm new to this baby Wasn't shit I wanted shit I got it Everything a nigga ever wanted Thought it Bring me joy to be accomplished And everybody know I get it poppin But then I got to sit some with conclusions Started noticing I wasn't moving Started thinking why I even do this And suddenly... You are my reason for being here, tonight I get all my energy, from proving you, I'm right Life is Really strange no doubt about it Tried to change the way I move around it Finding space in places over crowded, Always made some room in case you found me Always played it cool, ain't in to wildin Always had a purpose right beside us Always had a prefect plan to find ya Write this song and put it out, surprise ya My my What a doozy woozy why? Why you do this to me Music's all that suites me And I'll love you til I die
Writer(s): Tony Woodson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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