Journal
I wrote yo name down in a journal
I thought our love was so eternal
I stand high like I was the colonel
But you played me again, what do you know?
But I keep strivin' for the fuckin' top
That bih do the most, yea, she do a lot
You get put in a box
I love my whip, it's push to start
We go far
And she gettin' left behind
And I know she waste my time
So I can't waste no more
Money and shoes, yea, they all on the floor
Like, bih, you a bore
I'm countin' of course
I'm countin' of course
That's the only thing I love
When I thought you was the one
But you not though (You not though)
You holding me back, I can't have that
You fucking up my balance
I want you bad, but I can't have it
I don't know how I allowed this
Now I touch the stars and now I vanish
Keep my eyes wide open
I can't forget, I was chosen
Let my dreams become the closest
Keep my eyes wide open
I swear you had me at my lowest
It was fine for a moment
It was special for a moment
And I'm so sorry that it's not the same
But it's better like that
I wrote yo name down in a journal
I thought our love was so eternal
I stand high like I was the colonel
But you played me again, what do you know?
But I keep strivin' for the fuckin' top
That bih do the most, yea, she do a lot
You get put in a box
I love my whip, it's push to start
We go far
And you gettin' left behind
And you gettin' left behind
I thought our love was so eternal
I stand high like I was the colonel
But you played me again, what do you know?
But I keep strivin' for the fuckin' top
That bih do the most, yea, she do a lot
You get put in a box
I love my whip, it's push to start
We go far
And she gettin' left behind
And I know she waste my time
So I can't waste no more
Money and shoes, yea, they all on the floor
Like, bih, you a bore
I'm countin' of course
I'm countin' of course
That's the only thing I love
When I thought you was the one
But you not though (You not though)
You holding me back, I can't have that
You fucking up my balance
I want you bad, but I can't have it
I don't know how I allowed this
Now I touch the stars and now I vanish
Keep my eyes wide open
I can't forget, I was chosen
Let my dreams become the closest
Keep my eyes wide open
I swear you had me at my lowest
It was fine for a moment
It was special for a moment
And I'm so sorry that it's not the same
But it's better like that
I wrote yo name down in a journal
I thought our love was so eternal
I stand high like I was the colonel
But you played me again, what do you know?
But I keep strivin' for the fuckin' top
That bih do the most, yea, she do a lot
You get put in a box
I love my whip, it's push to start
We go far
And you gettin' left behind
And you gettin' left behind
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Writer(s): Brandon Avelar
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