Cameras
And she said
Boy we can never leave this
Kingdom that you've made our home
Through everything we've been through
I know you miss your grandmomma rest her heart
But everybody in here needs you
And when everybody view you, as something that you can't see
You start to feed your ego
And I can't just let you do this
I love you more than too much
Tour dates and late nights
Just Have fun go pop pills
Just don't cry, babe don't cry
It's you're Prom nights and high hills
But At Homecoming you left me
Those Long nights in my feels
Where I would talk shit
Then run from it
It's all fake it's not real
And are you sleepin right
Can i cuddle and hold you
I know you peep it right
The way i fuck you and fold you
Flip you over
Pull yo hair
And then you pull me in closer
You fell in love with a thug
When dropped you it was over
Are you gon ride foe me
West side OG
If i give you riches... with quickness
You shouldent lie to me
I put a cross on yo heart
Cuz you gon die for me
I tore your heart apart wit sparks
Cuz you had blinded me
I know you sleep
Alone
You call
My phone
But i don't ever answer and I know Im wrong
Honestly what cho tryin be
You cant find me
Exs
All my exs
Dont define me
Poke you if you touch
Boi im sharper than a pine tree
Boi I'm sharper than a pine tree
Yea i was
Told in them streets
It get cold in them streets alone
Still i had to go in them street
Learned to grow in them streets alone
All he know is the streets
Sold his soul just to eat
Alone
I will never show you defeat
Ten toes till i reached
She said
Fuck me
Love me
Hug me
Please me
It's easy
I'd be damned
If you leave me
Then you won't ever see me
This shii easy when I do it
No breathin
You changed on me
Like the seasons
Robin Hood stealing my soul
I'm still fighting my demons
Buh I'm still losin my bein
It's shii you ain't seein
It's jus me n you
So
I open my real eyes to realize there's real lies in every story
You the prequel to the disaster
You the first chapter
You'll be comin before me
Like im your pastor
I can lie to yo face
Like it don't matter
N I could give you the galaxy
Buh you stuck on Saturn
Oh you the one who make that good rap, express yo feelin type songs
Feelin icon
Photogenic not so
Bet you Love to cop Chanel Bags, and only fuck wit brand clothes
My Nigga imma simple man, skinny pants and sweat clothes
Who only sipping
Fresh pineapple cut juice in my double cup
Vans off the wall, so the heelflips a lil rough
Juke if that beat bump, Toro on the beat Duh
Imma need like 50 feet, advising y'all to back up
Girl ion even smoke, imma drinker baby
If you lemme take a dip, imma drive you krazy
Had to leave my old flame, she been tweakin' lately
Imma ya wifies favorite, and I'm super bias
Yeah
And she said
Boy we can never leave this
Kingdom that you've made our home
Through everything we've been through
I know you miss your grandmomma rest her heart
But everybody in here needs you
And when everybody view you, as something that you can't see
You start to feed your ego
And I can't just let you do this
I love you more than too much
Boy we can never leave this
Kingdom that you've made our home
Through everything we've been through
I know you miss your grandmomma rest her heart
But everybody in here needs you
And when everybody view you, as something that you can't see
You start to feed your ego
And I can't just let you do this
I love you more than too much
Tour dates and late nights
Just Have fun go pop pills
Just don't cry, babe don't cry
It's you're Prom nights and high hills
But At Homecoming you left me
Those Long nights in my feels
Where I would talk shit
Then run from it
It's all fake it's not real
And are you sleepin right
Can i cuddle and hold you
I know you peep it right
The way i fuck you and fold you
Flip you over
Pull yo hair
And then you pull me in closer
You fell in love with a thug
When dropped you it was over
Are you gon ride foe me
West side OG
If i give you riches... with quickness
You shouldent lie to me
I put a cross on yo heart
Cuz you gon die for me
I tore your heart apart wit sparks
Cuz you had blinded me
I know you sleep
Alone
You call
My phone
But i don't ever answer and I know Im wrong
Honestly what cho tryin be
You cant find me
Exs
All my exs
Dont define me
Poke you if you touch
Boi im sharper than a pine tree
Boi I'm sharper than a pine tree
Yea i was
Told in them streets
It get cold in them streets alone
Still i had to go in them street
Learned to grow in them streets alone
All he know is the streets
Sold his soul just to eat
Alone
I will never show you defeat
Ten toes till i reached
She said
Fuck me
Love me
Hug me
Please me
It's easy
I'd be damned
If you leave me
Then you won't ever see me
This shii easy when I do it
No breathin
You changed on me
Like the seasons
Robin Hood stealing my soul
I'm still fighting my demons
Buh I'm still losin my bein
It's shii you ain't seein
It's jus me n you
So
I open my real eyes to realize there's real lies in every story
You the prequel to the disaster
You the first chapter
You'll be comin before me
Like im your pastor
I can lie to yo face
Like it don't matter
N I could give you the galaxy
Buh you stuck on Saturn
Oh you the one who make that good rap, express yo feelin type songs
Feelin icon
Photogenic not so
Bet you Love to cop Chanel Bags, and only fuck wit brand clothes
My Nigga imma simple man, skinny pants and sweat clothes
Who only sipping
Fresh pineapple cut juice in my double cup
Vans off the wall, so the heelflips a lil rough
Juke if that beat bump, Toro on the beat Duh
Imma need like 50 feet, advising y'all to back up
Girl ion even smoke, imma drinker baby
If you lemme take a dip, imma drive you krazy
Had to leave my old flame, she been tweakin' lately
Imma ya wifies favorite, and I'm super bias
Yeah
And she said
Boy we can never leave this
Kingdom that you've made our home
Through everything we've been through
I know you miss your grandmomma rest her heart
But everybody in here needs you
And when everybody view you, as something that you can't see
You start to feed your ego
And I can't just let you do this
I love you more than too much
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Writer(s): M.ont, Tha Aesthetic
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