Moonlight
I'm coming to you live from my inner consciousness
I'll take you to the moon and stars so we could conquer it
Fuck a horoscope I say our vibes could fit
Cause when you by my side
I swear that our connections lit
Yo today it's fuck a 9-5 i'm making it rich
Don't you kill the vibe around me
On some copy shit
I dropped the bag today cause I was feeling like the shit
Never get sleep and it's the price I paid for it
I don't really need a rollie when i'm rolling with you
and know it's fuck a diamond ring when it's just us two
I'm sorry that I change outfits like I change my moods
I hope you know it's in my mind I never really meant to
Drive you away or any sort've disrespect
I hope you know that imma die about my respect
I hope you know this lifestyle can get pretty hectic
I hope you know this isn't lust or about no sex
It's the purest form of love tied around your head
It's the lullaby that's singing right beside your bed
It's the pain washing away from all the tears you shed
It's a broken pinky promise from the words you said
Headed to the top
Don't forget to break your bread
Cause if you aiming for the stars
They aiming for your head
Don't wanna see you go broke and waste an arm and a leg
Fake numbers, fake bands
Yeah that shit too dead
I'll take you to the moon and stars so we could conquer it
Fuck a horoscope I say our vibes could fit
Cause when you by my side
I swear that our connections lit
Yo today it's fuck a 9-5 i'm making it rich
Don't you kill the vibe around me
On some copy shit
I dropped the bag today cause I was feeling like the shit
Never get sleep and it's the price I paid for it
I don't really need a rollie when i'm rolling with you
and know it's fuck a diamond ring when it's just us two
I'm sorry that I change outfits like I change my moods
I hope you know it's in my mind I never really meant to
Drive you away or any sort've disrespect
I hope you know that imma die about my respect
I hope you know this lifestyle can get pretty hectic
I hope you know this isn't lust or about no sex
It's the purest form of love tied around your head
It's the lullaby that's singing right beside your bed
It's the pain washing away from all the tears you shed
It's a broken pinky promise from the words you said
Headed to the top
Don't forget to break your bread
Cause if you aiming for the stars
They aiming for your head
Don't wanna see you go broke and waste an arm and a leg
Fake numbers, fake bands
Yeah that shit too dead
Credits
Writer(s): Nathanial Aguirre
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