STRAIGHT SHOOTER

Watching you notice me
What a test, sitting back, on my left
I taste that sour D
On your breath, on your breath, on your breath
Still don't know
Still don't know where I'm going, and it's been a year
In and out of your reaches, like cogs in a gear
If you could drop in on my mind, you could pick me up
Wishing it could be the days when I picked you up
With my mind in reverse, I could switch it up

Losing my broad, need a second
I was on anti-depressants
I was still fading under pressure, need refreshers
Desperate, like a biscuit needs refreshment
Zoom calls could get a bit oppressive
Hold my phone and listen while I'm texting
I should be impressed that I'm progressing
Onto the next thing
I know what you thinking, babe, I can intimidate
More sour than lemonade
Sweeter than minute maid, don't wanna inseminate
But I love being in you babe
You can't see me while I write this
You could see me when I finally get my license

Sunny disposition rubbing off you then
I call you my straight shooter, feel like you my skin, in a way
Cover meTold you it's gon be one day
With praise
Whenever the pressure goes
Told you it's gon be one day

Ain't that body such a fine draw
You could etch it in the pavement, etch it in the pavement
For my entertainment
Nights where I would pop outside in useless fits
Rolling down the windows, airing out the whip
Don't you slow down

Sunny disposition rubbing off you then
I call you my straight shooter, feel like you my skin, in a way
Cover me with praise
Whenever the pressure goes
Told you it's gon be one day
Told you it's gon be one day



Credits
Writer(s): Mac Anderson
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