Quiet Storm (Interlude)
Yeah
Aye
These drugs can't get me high like you do
I sip my feels away as usual
Elixir in my cup get darker
These spirits soothe me when my heart hurt
I swear I had the world to offer
My actions spoke louder than your words
You fuck with lames that shit is absurd
Over the one you really deserve
Who gone keep warm
When the rain is pouring
It's a quiet storm
And my umbrellas broken
And you just left me soaking
Act like you never noticed
Yeah
Mmm
Yeah
I ain't never gave a fuck about nobody but you
Aye
But you showed me this love shit ain't true
Cruisin whipping round the city through the night life
My true colors come alive in the fall time
I could bag so many girls and make em all mine
But you too busy being stuck inside of my mind
I got bithces wanna fuck me
But they not you
Talking stages be the worst
Got me pretending
Off the liq
I'm fuckin' lit
I wish they were you
Damn I never really thought this shit was ending
Never sweat her
Shawty still got my sweater
No longer speaking
Lay up weekends
Hope you doing better
I mean this is what you had wanted
After all my offers
I terms left on broke
Dead buried in a coffin
Fuck it
I admit to my faults
Know sometimes that I was the reason
Behind the failure between us
Know that shit was unpleasing
I'm guilty but understanding
As to why you was leaving
Hope all is well guess we on our own
Getting through these seasons
Aye
These drugs can't get me high like you do
I sip my feels away as usual
Elixir in my cup get darker
These spirits soothe me when my heart hurt
I swear I had the world to offer
My actions spoke louder than your words
You fuck with lames that shit is absurd
Over the one you really deserve
Who gone keep warm
When the rain is pouring
It's a quiet storm
And my umbrellas broken
And you just left me soaking
Act like you never noticed
Yeah
Mmm
Yeah
I ain't never gave a fuck about nobody but you
Aye
But you showed me this love shit ain't true
Cruisin whipping round the city through the night life
My true colors come alive in the fall time
I could bag so many girls and make em all mine
But you too busy being stuck inside of my mind
I got bithces wanna fuck me
But they not you
Talking stages be the worst
Got me pretending
Off the liq
I'm fuckin' lit
I wish they were you
Damn I never really thought this shit was ending
Never sweat her
Shawty still got my sweater
No longer speaking
Lay up weekends
Hope you doing better
I mean this is what you had wanted
After all my offers
I terms left on broke
Dead buried in a coffin
Fuck it
I admit to my faults
Know sometimes that I was the reason
Behind the failure between us
Know that shit was unpleasing
I'm guilty but understanding
As to why you was leaving
Hope all is well guess we on our own
Getting through these seasons
Credits
Writer(s): Malik Mcdade
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