Butterflies
Risk Risk
I still get butterflies on the inside, I get
We pick up all the mess
And damage it again
I feel it in my stomach and its pounding on my chest
And I still get
Butterflies on the inside
I get butterflies on the inside
I'm standing on the edge
I mean I'm at the ledge
I feel it in my stomach and its pounding on my chest
And I still get
Butterflies on the inside
I get butterflies on the inside
I know you probably kill me if I ever told a soul
The secrets that I'm holding getting heavy on my shoulders
I been thinking like, I been sinking
I wore the Prezi custom link
So when we linking, right
You need attention
You need more effort
I been having my way, having my way
Moving way too selfish, right
Good dick make a bad bitch behave
She got that water, liquid
Bobby Boucher
I been drowning now for days, right
Tom hanks cast away
I'm glad I found you on the way
Now I'm dropping everything
You say you need some space
Then I give you Milky Way
We pick up all the mess
And damage it again
I feel it in my stomach and its pounding on my chest
And I still get
Butterflies on the inside
I get butterflies on the inside
I'm standing on the edge
I mean I'm at the ledge
I feel it in my stomach and its pounding on my chest
And I still get
Butterflies on the inside
I get butterflies on the inside
I'm the edge, I'm on the ledge
I'm mean I'm in the deep
I'm getting high until
My problems underneath my feet
Cant pillow talk about another nigga in my sleep
I seen the tattoos that your parents probably never seen
You try to put me in the past
I pick you up on the way
Cant keep our shit together for a day
You try to put me in the past
I pick you up on the way
After this I probably need some therapy
Baby girl I'm a grown up
And an owner
I'm rubbing shoulders with the high rollers
Say them niggas want to own ya
Or control ya
For you I up the blick
It sound like old Motorola
I said for you I up the... YEAH
We pick up all the mess
And damage it again
I feel it in my stomach and its pounding on my chest
And I still get
Butterflies on the inside
I get butterflies on the inside
I'm standing on the edge
I mean I'm at the ledge
I feel it in my stomach and its pounding on my chest
And I still get
Butterflies on the inside
I get butterflies on the inside
I still get butterflies on the inside, I get
We pick up all the mess
And damage it again
I feel it in my stomach and its pounding on my chest
And I still get
Butterflies on the inside
I get butterflies on the inside
I'm standing on the edge
I mean I'm at the ledge
I feel it in my stomach and its pounding on my chest
And I still get
Butterflies on the inside
I get butterflies on the inside
I know you probably kill me if I ever told a soul
The secrets that I'm holding getting heavy on my shoulders
I been thinking like, I been sinking
I wore the Prezi custom link
So when we linking, right
You need attention
You need more effort
I been having my way, having my way
Moving way too selfish, right
Good dick make a bad bitch behave
She got that water, liquid
Bobby Boucher
I been drowning now for days, right
Tom hanks cast away
I'm glad I found you on the way
Now I'm dropping everything
You say you need some space
Then I give you Milky Way
We pick up all the mess
And damage it again
I feel it in my stomach and its pounding on my chest
And I still get
Butterflies on the inside
I get butterflies on the inside
I'm standing on the edge
I mean I'm at the ledge
I feel it in my stomach and its pounding on my chest
And I still get
Butterflies on the inside
I get butterflies on the inside
I'm the edge, I'm on the ledge
I'm mean I'm in the deep
I'm getting high until
My problems underneath my feet
Cant pillow talk about another nigga in my sleep
I seen the tattoos that your parents probably never seen
You try to put me in the past
I pick you up on the way
Cant keep our shit together for a day
You try to put me in the past
I pick you up on the way
After this I probably need some therapy
Baby girl I'm a grown up
And an owner
I'm rubbing shoulders with the high rollers
Say them niggas want to own ya
Or control ya
For you I up the blick
It sound like old Motorola
I said for you I up the... YEAH
We pick up all the mess
And damage it again
I feel it in my stomach and its pounding on my chest
And I still get
Butterflies on the inside
I get butterflies on the inside
I'm standing on the edge
I mean I'm at the ledge
I feel it in my stomach and its pounding on my chest
And I still get
Butterflies on the inside
I get butterflies on the inside
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Lightbourne
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