Starfire
I can't say that this the life I'd a chose
All I care bout' possessions
The money the clothes
Took a break from the parties, Bacardis and hoes
Needed time for myself needed to somewhere to grow
Yeah
Tall tales and I knew they were mistaken for a story that I heard before
Same time and place next week again
The boardwalk, the moonlight and my stupid grin
Couldn't tell that you were fucked up
Girl I know I lucked up
Desperate in love with your picture in my glovebox
Smoking out my window
Watch the sun set to black
I been doing better now that someones finally got my back
I give my time to those that I love
For all that I do it was never enough, never enough, never enough
Lied to, stole from and ghosted
Rain, sleet or starfire I'm still staying posted
I'm running out of gas and I just got a couple miles left
I'll brave the rest on empty
I been through pain, I been through plenty
I was gonna leave this life but I thought fuck it I'mma stay a while
Cause I miss these orange skies and I would miss these foreign isles
I can't say that this the life I'd a chose
All I care bout' possessions
The money the clothes
Took a break from the parties, Bacardis and hoes
Needed time for myself needed to somewhere to grow
Yeah
All I care bout' possessions
The money the clothes
Took a break from the parties, Bacardis and hoes
Needed time for myself needed to somewhere to grow
Yeah
Tall tales and I knew they were mistaken for a story that I heard before
Same time and place next week again
The boardwalk, the moonlight and my stupid grin
Couldn't tell that you were fucked up
Girl I know I lucked up
Desperate in love with your picture in my glovebox
Smoking out my window
Watch the sun set to black
I been doing better now that someones finally got my back
I give my time to those that I love
For all that I do it was never enough, never enough, never enough
Lied to, stole from and ghosted
Rain, sleet or starfire I'm still staying posted
I'm running out of gas and I just got a couple miles left
I'll brave the rest on empty
I been through pain, I been through plenty
I was gonna leave this life but I thought fuck it I'mma stay a while
Cause I miss these orange skies and I would miss these foreign isles
I can't say that this the life I'd a chose
All I care bout' possessions
The money the clothes
Took a break from the parties, Bacardis and hoes
Needed time for myself needed to somewhere to grow
Yeah
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Writer(s): Aaron Crawford
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