April Days (feat. Granola, Mason Barnes & Tim Costello)

Thinking back to those April days
With your pictures on my shelf
Sunny day's don't wait for May
Don't spend them with someone else

Full tank of gas I'm on my way
I see a red light Imma break
Summer Spring I seek shade
But I need sunshine on my face
I been counting down the days
Fuck that talking let's get paid
You an elevator won't hesitate to get me up to speed
I push your buttons you get to rushing, open up for me
Hop in the whip go through my glovebox like the DPD
Grab Section.80 my electric lady that's my favorite CD
Love how the woofer gon make it bump
Baby let's lay up won't fake a pump
Fuck a bad bitch like I never had shit
When she sucking that dick that lick magic, that's it

We spendin' time like spendin' money
I say smoke em if you got em
See the Summer Sun is bright
But it will soon turn into Autumn
Longer days but shorter nights
No I don't see no problem
You think I'm runnin' after you
You right I'll chase no problem
How bout you hold my hand while we just fall in love, my love
It's bright when I'm beside you thank the stars I've seen above
Counting sheep like chasing dreams I think it's great, you're good for me
You checking boxes like supposed to be, I'm happy you stay close to me
And hopefully I'm close to you, these months are feeling treacherous
My negligence will guide me through my life and all its relevance
April showers seem so grim but even storms have benefits
May flowers bloom from darker days and live again with elegance

Thinking back to those April days
With your pictures on my shelf
Sunny day's don't wait for May
Don't spend them with someone else

Thinking back to the day I met you and girl you had my mind blown
From that moment I had superstitions that I wouldn't end on my own
But then you started with those lies and those sweet brown eyes oh girl you just seemed so pure
Got my head spinnin round in circles thinking back to that April allure



Credits
Writer(s): Joey Simmons
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