Doves

Yeah Yeah, every turn of page, just another issue Good days is a double-edged blade, Ginsu I can't count a frame where I didn't miss you I been outer space, knocking tryna get through High as fuck as close to consistent, my mental I've been drinkin' under the table, I thought you quit, fool? I don't think you know 'bout reverence and ridicule I don't think you know 'bout theft as founding principle I don't think we'll ever have enough to get us full I don't think I'll ever fall in love again, I'm cool I didn't think we'd ever have this budget or this pull Conversation with the youngins, pulled up after school Told 'em, got this VVS chain, we breaking the rules Still got these A's, made my prayers after a jugg Hella anxious, made space for thinkin' I could When the city gets no cushion, I ain't feign, I understood It's a storm, I locked eyes with the eye for some hours Broke my pride at the height of my power Confidence ain't common sense, so niggas sour Don't hate me in secret, give me all my flowers I hate me in public, 'cause I got a spine I struggle with trusting, 'cause I got a mind I mutter my luggage tonnage over time I've been rubbing off my luster with the grind But, what have I learned? And what have I burned? I done took a couple trips across the Styx, it wasn't my turn But I would find search, I jumped on my perch I've been flying high above for years I must admit these wings of mine hurt Now, what have I learned? And what have I burned? I done took a couple trips across the Styx, it wasn't my turn But I would find search, I jumped on my perch I've been flying high above for years I must admit these wings of mine hurt These wings of mine hurt