Biv - 25

Cut Smile

Inside with the helpless feelings
I'm tired of facing the same villain
Rather see the fake smiles than the ghost on my fucking ceiling
Ain't the first known the last to be given this feeling

Six years old, I see them come and go
No bastard in my soul, at least not anymore
I need more than just a couple hoes up on the road
I need space for whatever pops is looking for
Mama always been my inspiration
Papa got his demons that he's still fucking facin'
Ain't no two-faced silent talking in no lacin'
Pussy drippin' and tummy yummy, chain in veins it's gonna waste him
Regret have the shit when the dirt cave in
Same shit that killin' be the same shit that save him

Im just talkin' like I never got to do
Who is you? Stuck-up nobody, being who you chose
You not me, I ain't you
I just sit back and count the blessings like they overdue
Unlike you I ain't having diamonds in my baby, fool
Long nights helped me praying for them cartoons
Twenty-three, the kid in me flexing when he's tryna move
I still wonder, what the fuck I'm tryna do



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Writer(s): David James
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