Safe House

Hey now
This bedroom's a playground
Mental gon' break down
I need a way out
Hey now
There's guns in my safe house
Hands on her waist now
Running in place, find me some faith
Hey now
There's guns in my safe house
Hands on her waist now
Life been a waste, running in place
Walk a mile in my blisters
Catalina when I mix her
Can't you see I got sisters and none of my god damn ribs hurt
Miss me with the bullshit
Gotta .45 with a full clip
And I plant the devil on the pulpit
My bitch thick and I do with it
See the blade of the katana
Tabernacles and madonnas
Do my best to keep honest
They keep throwing stones but I'm Onyx
Ducking the blood shed
Crab in a bucket
I wanna fuck, but
The pussy is suspect
Find me
'Cause I need the light to see
Oh why must I breathe
If I live this life for me
Hey now
This bedroom's a playground
Mental gon' break down
I need a way out
Hey now
There's guns in my safe house
Hands on her waist now
Running in place, find me some faith
Hey now
There's guns in my safe house
Hands on her waist now
Life been a waste, running in place
Hey now
I need some faith now
Pull in her waist
So close I can taste
A piece of heaven I can't stand it
We're eye to eye
We're matching on the same high
I'll draw a line and trace it to her inner thighs
I'm trying
I feel like the rock of Gibraltar
Sacrifices on the alter
Bullet hole left an ulcer
Scoop Ty and we ball first
Don't hit me on DND
I do it all from A to Z
I fuck first and then make her leave
I need time for me to sit and grieve
Hey now
This bedroom's a playground
Mental gon' break down
I need a way out
Hey now
There's guns in my safe house
Hands on her waist now
Running in place, find me some faith



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac Piccolo
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