Peaches & Dreams
I'll see you in my dreams when I fall asleep
Wake up in the night and you ain't next to me
Record sleeves, binaural beats in the sheets
So sweet, my peaches and dreams
I woke up in the clouds, five o'clock, finally gettin' around
Kind of feeling tense, had to shake it out
No tears like my eyes in a drought, are you doing any better now?
Now you probably with a basic blonde bitch named Brittney
You think of me when you up all inside her kidneys
I didn't have to go there, I swear
That I'm just being cold like the ice cream on Gucci, La Flare
You never told the truth, you always picked dare
I compare you to a god because you weren't really there
Man, fuck prayer
I got the solar system tatted on my arms, let down my guards
Let you explore my universe, you saw every star
200 poems for a man that I done met in the bar
Oh my god, I forgot that letting go could be so hard
I wanna wish you all the best, baby
But you ripped my heart right out my fucking chest, baby
A life without you finally got me feeling blessed, baby
My homies hear that I miss you and think I'm crazy, maybe
I'll see you in my dreams when I fall asleep
Wake up in the night and you ain't next to me
Record sleeves, binaural beats in the sheets
So sweet
I'll see you in my dreams when I fall asleep
Wake up in the night and you ain't next to me
Record sleeves, binaural beats in the sheets
So sweet, my peaches and dreams
I didn't tell you many secrets cause I knew you couldn't keep 'em
Like you didn't wanna keep me
You're dippin' frequent, reappear, I take you back 'cause you're my weakness
And you act like you don't know your smile kills me
The darkness was my beacon, met angels while out in Egypt
Bitter love, this shit unsweetened
My bars are cold, yeah I freeze 'em
Got ounces rolled for the weekend, met Scorpio in his season
All this healing I'm seeking; still haven't found it for a reason
Maybe it would've ended different if you had a heart
In my yard, I feel your love under the stars
All these scars, I tear 'em open, let 'em bleed for these bars
Oh my god, who would've thought the art of love could be so dark
I wanna wish you all the best, baby
But you ripped my heart right out my fucking chest, baby
A life without you finally got me feeling blessed, baby
My homies hear that I love you and think I'm crazy, maybe
I'll see you in my dreams when I fall asleep
Wake up in the night and you ain't next to me
Record sleeves, binaural beats in the sheets
So sweet
I'll see you in my dreams when I fall asleep
Wake up in the night and you ain't next to me
Record sleeves, binaural beats in the sheets
So sweet, my peaches and dreams
I wanna wish you all the best, baby
But you ripped my heart right out my fucking chest, baby
A life without you finally got me feeling blessed, baby
My homies hear that I miss you and think I'm crazy, maybe
Wake up in the night and you ain't next to me
Record sleeves, binaural beats in the sheets
So sweet, my peaches and dreams
I woke up in the clouds, five o'clock, finally gettin' around
Kind of feeling tense, had to shake it out
No tears like my eyes in a drought, are you doing any better now?
Now you probably with a basic blonde bitch named Brittney
You think of me when you up all inside her kidneys
I didn't have to go there, I swear
That I'm just being cold like the ice cream on Gucci, La Flare
You never told the truth, you always picked dare
I compare you to a god because you weren't really there
Man, fuck prayer
I got the solar system tatted on my arms, let down my guards
Let you explore my universe, you saw every star
200 poems for a man that I done met in the bar
Oh my god, I forgot that letting go could be so hard
I wanna wish you all the best, baby
But you ripped my heart right out my fucking chest, baby
A life without you finally got me feeling blessed, baby
My homies hear that I miss you and think I'm crazy, maybe
I'll see you in my dreams when I fall asleep
Wake up in the night and you ain't next to me
Record sleeves, binaural beats in the sheets
So sweet
I'll see you in my dreams when I fall asleep
Wake up in the night and you ain't next to me
Record sleeves, binaural beats in the sheets
So sweet, my peaches and dreams
I didn't tell you many secrets cause I knew you couldn't keep 'em
Like you didn't wanna keep me
You're dippin' frequent, reappear, I take you back 'cause you're my weakness
And you act like you don't know your smile kills me
The darkness was my beacon, met angels while out in Egypt
Bitter love, this shit unsweetened
My bars are cold, yeah I freeze 'em
Got ounces rolled for the weekend, met Scorpio in his season
All this healing I'm seeking; still haven't found it for a reason
Maybe it would've ended different if you had a heart
In my yard, I feel your love under the stars
All these scars, I tear 'em open, let 'em bleed for these bars
Oh my god, who would've thought the art of love could be so dark
I wanna wish you all the best, baby
But you ripped my heart right out my fucking chest, baby
A life without you finally got me feeling blessed, baby
My homies hear that I love you and think I'm crazy, maybe
I'll see you in my dreams when I fall asleep
Wake up in the night and you ain't next to me
Record sleeves, binaural beats in the sheets
So sweet
I'll see you in my dreams when I fall asleep
Wake up in the night and you ain't next to me
Record sleeves, binaural beats in the sheets
So sweet, my peaches and dreams
I wanna wish you all the best, baby
But you ripped my heart right out my fucking chest, baby
A life without you finally got me feeling blessed, baby
My homies hear that I miss you and think I'm crazy, maybe
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Writer(s): Georgia Sherry
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