Lullabies
(Yeah, yeah)
I'm countin' the minutes, get the hours down
I ask you these questions and get to run around
Anyway, don't like it, you still don't know me
I can't even trust the homie
Just the shit that I've been thinking 'bout
You circle my mind just like a hula hoop
But none of that is new to you
But then you've shit to do it for
Yeah, sometimes you make me insecure
But I stay away awake most nights missing her, like
You could sing me lullabies
And I won't leave your side
You say that I act immature
But hey, at least I try
The sound of your voice just makes me feel so sentimental
Made me put my whole height on an instrumental
If I die by your hand, at least it's your hand
'Cause dying in your arms would be the sweetest venom
You got my mind just to run of it
Racing down it like an interstate
Fuck whoever, anywhere
I'm trying to get an extended stay
At your heart, so what's up?
I've been trying to deny it but I'm really in love
And we both got some issues with trust
I know, I know, I know
I ain't gotta tell you that I'm really the man
'Cause these niggas shimmy different when the mic's in my hand
I'm feeling Peter Pan in a way, I won't grow up
Take a sike at best from this, niggas think I won't blow up
Make the sweet sounds that are new as fuck
Why your voice is the sound of my music box?
You could sing me lullabies
And I won't leave your side
You say that I act immature
But hey, at least I try
You made of stuff of dreams, right?
You know you worth a knee, right?
Without you, I'm kinda going crazy
Even when I'm on that bullshit
You that she still my baby, right?
You made of stuff of dreams, right?
You know you worth a knee, right?
Without you, I'm kinda going crazy
Even when I'm on that bullshit
You that she still my baby, right?
You could sing me lullabies
And I won't leave your side
You say that I act immature
But hey, at least I try
You could sing me lullabies
And I won't leave your side
You say that I act immature
But hey, at least I try
I'm countin' the minutes, get the hours down
I ask you these questions and get to run around
Anyway, don't like it, you still don't know me
I can't even trust the homie
Just the shit that I've been thinking 'bout
You circle my mind just like a hula hoop
But none of that is new to you
But then you've shit to do it for
Yeah, sometimes you make me insecure
But I stay away awake most nights missing her, like
You could sing me lullabies
And I won't leave your side
You say that I act immature
But hey, at least I try
The sound of your voice just makes me feel so sentimental
Made me put my whole height on an instrumental
If I die by your hand, at least it's your hand
'Cause dying in your arms would be the sweetest venom
You got my mind just to run of it
Racing down it like an interstate
Fuck whoever, anywhere
I'm trying to get an extended stay
At your heart, so what's up?
I've been trying to deny it but I'm really in love
And we both got some issues with trust
I know, I know, I know
I ain't gotta tell you that I'm really the man
'Cause these niggas shimmy different when the mic's in my hand
I'm feeling Peter Pan in a way, I won't grow up
Take a sike at best from this, niggas think I won't blow up
Make the sweet sounds that are new as fuck
Why your voice is the sound of my music box?
You could sing me lullabies
And I won't leave your side
You say that I act immature
But hey, at least I try
You made of stuff of dreams, right?
You know you worth a knee, right?
Without you, I'm kinda going crazy
Even when I'm on that bullshit
You that she still my baby, right?
You made of stuff of dreams, right?
You know you worth a knee, right?
Without you, I'm kinda going crazy
Even when I'm on that bullshit
You that she still my baby, right?
You could sing me lullabies
And I won't leave your side
You say that I act immature
But hey, at least I try
You could sing me lullabies
And I won't leave your side
You say that I act immature
But hey, at least I try
Credits
Writer(s): Tyrone Killebrew Ii
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