Alone Time
Forgiven me, it's bittersweet that I progress when I'm all alone
It isn't swisher sweet, I split the Gs and fill my woods til they overflow
Only feel the love when my eyes low
Redder than the blood on my soul
Hope you've forgiven me, it's bittersweet that I progress when im all alone
When I get washed up off of my drug habits, All that love crashes
And don't nobody wanna be there in a thug's sadness
It don't ever seem to add up when it's no matching
They only there when I be spazzing off them gold tablets
I swear it's no magic, how my niggas disappear
There ain't been no hat tricks, seeing clear as chandeliers
They ain't mean no magnet, kicking fuckshit in my ear
They only know malice, that's the only practice
I plot on a come up while I try to come down
Now it seems a need a round so I dont blow rounds
Xanax what I need, these Perkys got a nigga bouncing
I done copped a loss of balance
Tryna stabilize the pounding in my head that got me down and
Out for the count, don't know whats going down
I was tryna count it up but I got counted out
Three's a crowd and I'm bad company to come around
Til I'm okay, to isolate would be my only route
Hope you've forgiven me, it's bittersweet that I progress when I'm all alone
It isn't swisher sweet, I split the Gs and fill my woods til they overflow
Only feel the love when my eyes low
Redder than the blood on my soul
Hope you've forgiven me, it's bittersweet that I progress when im all alone
It isn't swisher sweet, I split the Gs and fill my woods til they overflow
Only feel the love when my eyes low
Redder than the blood on my soul
Hope you've forgiven me, it's bittersweet that I progress when im all alone
When I get washed up off of my drug habits, All that love crashes
And don't nobody wanna be there in a thug's sadness
It don't ever seem to add up when it's no matching
They only there when I be spazzing off them gold tablets
I swear it's no magic, how my niggas disappear
There ain't been no hat tricks, seeing clear as chandeliers
They ain't mean no magnet, kicking fuckshit in my ear
They only know malice, that's the only practice
I plot on a come up while I try to come down
Now it seems a need a round so I dont blow rounds
Xanax what I need, these Perkys got a nigga bouncing
I done copped a loss of balance
Tryna stabilize the pounding in my head that got me down and
Out for the count, don't know whats going down
I was tryna count it up but I got counted out
Three's a crowd and I'm bad company to come around
Til I'm okay, to isolate would be my only route
Hope you've forgiven me, it's bittersweet that I progress when I'm all alone
It isn't swisher sweet, I split the Gs and fill my woods til they overflow
Only feel the love when my eyes low
Redder than the blood on my soul
Hope you've forgiven me, it's bittersweet that I progress when im all alone
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Writer(s): Warrick Dawsey
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