Shine
Free mason
Angel in a bag
Always paper chasing
Penny for your thoughts
Yeah the wish wasted
Wasted
She's
My new obsession
The one i'm undressing
Sip a lil liquor
Show my real affection
That's enough of questions
All the second guessing
Never one to fight
That's my own aggression
I put myself on trial
Start fessing up
Pour a bit syrup in that Seven up
Asking how it feel
Well it's not enough
Used to a be amuse
But she call a bluff
Ain't never get along
Sick of sad songs
Call me up late
And I just play along
All I do is wait
But she do no wrong
Just tell me that it's time
Darling stay strong
Shine
All over me
Your over me
Time
Your over me
Your over me
Standing tall
Flowing at discretion
Headshot involved
Went low key still unsolved
Gifted me check, thinking that was all
Headful of thoughts
Lotta broken dreams
Back when I was young
Still serving fiends
Was caught up in that life
By what any means
Made a quick 10
Turn to 16
Roamed the streets of my city
Inside a empty civic
Posted in Saints
Wasn't empty clipping
AF-one bass
Had my speakers hitting
Name was on the block
Off the porch you sitting
Don't you cause a fuss
Always actin up
All we got is us
Isn't that enough
Well baby we just two souls
Livin'
The time really flies
I can feel it slipping
Angel in a bag
Always paper chasing
Penny for your thoughts
Yeah the wish wasted
Wasted
She's
My new obsession
The one i'm undressing
Sip a lil liquor
Show my real affection
That's enough of questions
All the second guessing
Never one to fight
That's my own aggression
I put myself on trial
Start fessing up
Pour a bit syrup in that Seven up
Asking how it feel
Well it's not enough
Used to a be amuse
But she call a bluff
Ain't never get along
Sick of sad songs
Call me up late
And I just play along
All I do is wait
But she do no wrong
Just tell me that it's time
Darling stay strong
Shine
All over me
Your over me
Time
Your over me
Your over me
Standing tall
Flowing at discretion
Headshot involved
Went low key still unsolved
Gifted me check, thinking that was all
Headful of thoughts
Lotta broken dreams
Back when I was young
Still serving fiends
Was caught up in that life
By what any means
Made a quick 10
Turn to 16
Roamed the streets of my city
Inside a empty civic
Posted in Saints
Wasn't empty clipping
AF-one bass
Had my speakers hitting
Name was on the block
Off the porch you sitting
Don't you cause a fuss
Always actin up
All we got is us
Isn't that enough
Well baby we just two souls
Livin'
The time really flies
I can feel it slipping
Credits
Writer(s): Ethan Healey
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