Sing Song Shit

Okay, 20-20 vision but my glasses getting faded
When I'm rapping on this beat and yo I really hope I make it
And she hope I make it too but I know its for different reasons
When the autumn turn to fall her mood is changing with the seasons
In the winter you a bummer, in the summer you be hot
And when I got some new shit you always saying let it drop
Every time, take my time, get in line for this shit
I'm half British mawfucka put some grime in the mix
And now I wonder will I see you again
The only time you coming over when its 3am, and I'm
Tired girl I just wanna go to sleep
But know she knocking on my door
And she be getting on her knees
Lord please yo
Come on like lend me a hand
And I don't got a fucking clue so homie tell me the plan
Yo its JAX mawfucka never ask for the help
I'm going home and I'ma triple lock my chastity belt, for real

You got my head spinnin' I'm so dumb I don't listen
A big kid with dope flow and intuition
So broke but I know, I can really get it
I can't be wastin' all my time on all these dumb bitches
I try my best to lead a life that I can never regret
I'm better then that
I really think I'm better with JAX
Forgetting my past
Late nights littered with gas
I sent my ex girl home satisfied in the cab, yeah
So tell me how to make a couple hundred thow
So I can blow it all and maybe we can move to Southern Cal
Cause I been thinking maybe baby I could lose a couple pounds
And we can work it out, fuck it all, it's the summer now
We got time babe
And I'm like a 6 and you a 9 babe
The only thing you missing is a ride babe
And I got the one to make you fly babe



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Taylor
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