Not in a Good Place

She fell in love with the moonshine
Hoping it would be the light
We made love in the moonlight
Morning she'll be leaving shine
I close my eyes then I touch the sky
Ain't high enough to see the light
She fell in love with the moonshine
Hoping it would be the light

Okay the Xanny got her shook I'm tryna keep her horses stable
Because she counting all them racks but ain't got nothing on her table
But she just don't give a fuck while she dressing in em labels
And we spitting all em lines but they going up her nasal

We closer, we closer
High enough to see the moon
We get older, we closer
Yeah
We closer, we closer
High enough to see the moon
We get older, we closer

She fell in love with the moonshine
Hoping it would be the light
We made love in the moonlight
Morning she'll be leaving shine
I close my eyes then I touch the sky
Ain't high enough to see the light
She fell in love with the moonshine
Hoping it would be the light

And she locked in she loaded
Tripping off a Xan'
Then she cop it she snort it
She vexing for the slatt
And she feel no pity you heard
How I punchlines and she snort lines
But they jealous envy your curves
How you mix the rhythm with words
And you big tripping no cap
Is it?
We shot straight, hit your head hit spirits
I'd take it back for a night on the moon
Dark no light for a flower to bloom
So take a minute take a trip with me
Land the lake take a dip with me
Look up where eyes can't see
Man I'm really fucking with your energy

We closer, we closer
High enough to see the moon
We get older, we closer
Yeah
We closer, we closer
High enough to see the moon
We get older, we closer



Credits
Writer(s): Shine Tumagole
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