Symphony
Catch me out on a balcony
Bad bitch and she next to me
We getting lit to a symphony
We getting lit to a symphony
Catch me out on a balcony
Bad bitch and she next to me
We getting lit to a symphony
We getting lit to a symphony
Yea it's Funny how it used to be
But the past is the past
It ain't shit to me
I'm focused on the present like it's Christmas
I ain't change the number
But hello who is it
I'm at the altar
I see eye to eye with my lord
She told me hold my head high
And carry my sword
I offer incense
Light the candle
For I leave the crib
Just in case the jealousy get way too big
Catch me out on a balcony
Bad bitch and she next to me
We getting lit to a symphony
We getting lit to a symphony
Catch me out on a balcony
Bad bitch and she next to me
We getting lit to a symphony
We getting lit to a symphony
No going back to what it used to be
The past is still the past
It ain't shit to me
I came up out the mud
Like a lotus
The aura match the Cuban link
Bitch I'm golden
I'm not afraid
I'm on the balcony for the snipers
A nigga rather pull a stick
Fore he try to fight ya
Fake friends they be like
It's all love bro
You wouldn't have to say it
If it really was tho
Catch me out on a balcony
Bad bitch and she next to me
We getting lit to a symphony
We getting lit to a symphony
Bad bitch and she next to me
We getting lit to a symphony
We getting lit to a symphony
Catch me out on a balcony
Bad bitch and she next to me
We getting lit to a symphony
We getting lit to a symphony
Yea it's Funny how it used to be
But the past is the past
It ain't shit to me
I'm focused on the present like it's Christmas
I ain't change the number
But hello who is it
I'm at the altar
I see eye to eye with my lord
She told me hold my head high
And carry my sword
I offer incense
Light the candle
For I leave the crib
Just in case the jealousy get way too big
Catch me out on a balcony
Bad bitch and she next to me
We getting lit to a symphony
We getting lit to a symphony
Catch me out on a balcony
Bad bitch and she next to me
We getting lit to a symphony
We getting lit to a symphony
No going back to what it used to be
The past is still the past
It ain't shit to me
I came up out the mud
Like a lotus
The aura match the Cuban link
Bitch I'm golden
I'm not afraid
I'm on the balcony for the snipers
A nigga rather pull a stick
Fore he try to fight ya
Fake friends they be like
It's all love bro
You wouldn't have to say it
If it really was tho
Catch me out on a balcony
Bad bitch and she next to me
We getting lit to a symphony
We getting lit to a symphony
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Writer(s): Ryan Jeffrey
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