Love and War

I hate this bitch
And I don't care if she hates me back
Hope she dies in a fucking car crash
Same time hope she takes me back
Like hearing your favorite song from back in the day and
Yea I may chase the cat but
Ever since I laced it
That was the day that it started to chase me back

Starry nights
Whiskey dreams
Tryna upholster things
But I think I missed a seam
Yea
We have it all yet we're missing things
Tryna balance love and war on this triple beam
Uh
Starry nights
Whiskey dreams
Tryna upholster things
But I think I missed a seam
Yea
We have it all yet we're missing things
Tryna balance love and war on this triple beam

Uh
Moving at a faster pace
Our past escapes
I'm drifting no castaway
I'm mad
But I ain't
Yo fuck this shit
Fuck it
Fuck this shit man
We above this shit
Fuck
Petty thoughts converting to petty schemes
Petty people get affected by these petty things
But not us we da champs
Heavy rings
Im a king
What I look like being petty queen

I'm losing myself
My inhibitions and vision all are blurred
Thinking back to when this shit all occurred
Sitting on benches
Reminiscing you listening to my words
Wrote your name on my palm
I was itching from all the nerves
That ink opened doors that would never close
Heaven knows we'd rebuild ties 'for we severed those
Better goals we kick off like soccer
No proper speech or a monologue could define the time we been all involved
Date night stunting mixed wit late night loving
Followed by Molotovs, slept in mornings and Tylenol
Coffee beans
Tie Dye tees hoodies with cut off sleeves
Shades on the beach and we caught a breeze
Whoa

Starry nights
Whiskey dreams
Tryna upholster things
But I think I missed a seam
Yea
We have it all yet we're missing things
Tryna balance love and war on this triple beam
Uh
Starry nights
Whiskey dreams
Tryna upholster things
But I think I missed a seam
Yea
We have it all yet we're missing things
Tryna balance love and war on this triple beam



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Allen
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