Heaven
I don't wanna see this through I miss the old me
The old me
Old me
Met our eyes
Say less in time
Keep spewing words some so she can't find
the demons that come play at night
Wake up
Wonder
Is This blood mine?
I'm Shooting blanks my clip went dry
I keep it real so much I cry
Cuz this is me girl you can't lie
I ain't the man you dream of at the altar
Wouldn't change a thing
I had this hunch
A Xi D girls what's in this punch?
Blackout
Wasted
Hurled up my lunch
Heaven is real when I'm witchu
World picture perfect through light room
Slick steal your heart Roshan in Dhoom
Bump 111 we on that route
Just Yellow bricks Oz says it's...
You
Act like someone else when we round all the homies
Link wit someone else at the bar now I'm lonely
Was it only me that felt a spark in between us
Lifting all the weight I thought its wrong to go letting you know
You
Act like someone else when we round all the homies
Link wit someone else at the bar now I'm lonely
Was it only me that felt a spark in between us
Need your space to fly
But ain't no chance that I'm letting ya go
Prayers sent from up above
I thought my bags we're packed got dust
Split open cracks still heating up
I ain't go reach my Glock stay tucked
Just play the part and roll it up
Whole zip I'm lost then back in love
We both know I ain't in the wrong
Take blame too quick you run wit that though
Don't aim just spray mow down Rambo
Heart of steel can't shoot through that though
On my knees Mercy like Lambo
two two three press on my temple
In one ear then gone like black hole
In the air my thoughts they scrambled
Flick my wrist Rolex and bankrolls
On my bed want you in lace hoe
You
Act like someone else when we round all the homies
Link wit someone else at the bar now I'm lonely
Was it only me that felt a spark in between us
Lifting all the weight I thought its wrong to go letting you know
You
Act like someone else when we round all the homies
Link wit someone else at the bar now I'm lonely
Was it only me that felt a spark in between us
Need your space to fly
But ain't no chance that I'm letting ya go.
The old me
Old me
Met our eyes
Say less in time
Keep spewing words some so she can't find
the demons that come play at night
Wake up
Wonder
Is This blood mine?
I'm Shooting blanks my clip went dry
I keep it real so much I cry
Cuz this is me girl you can't lie
I ain't the man you dream of at the altar
Wouldn't change a thing
I had this hunch
A Xi D girls what's in this punch?
Blackout
Wasted
Hurled up my lunch
Heaven is real when I'm witchu
World picture perfect through light room
Slick steal your heart Roshan in Dhoom
Bump 111 we on that route
Just Yellow bricks Oz says it's...
You
Act like someone else when we round all the homies
Link wit someone else at the bar now I'm lonely
Was it only me that felt a spark in between us
Lifting all the weight I thought its wrong to go letting you know
You
Act like someone else when we round all the homies
Link wit someone else at the bar now I'm lonely
Was it only me that felt a spark in between us
Need your space to fly
But ain't no chance that I'm letting ya go
Prayers sent from up above
I thought my bags we're packed got dust
Split open cracks still heating up
I ain't go reach my Glock stay tucked
Just play the part and roll it up
Whole zip I'm lost then back in love
We both know I ain't in the wrong
Take blame too quick you run wit that though
Don't aim just spray mow down Rambo
Heart of steel can't shoot through that though
On my knees Mercy like Lambo
two two three press on my temple
In one ear then gone like black hole
In the air my thoughts they scrambled
Flick my wrist Rolex and bankrolls
On my bed want you in lace hoe
You
Act like someone else when we round all the homies
Link wit someone else at the bar now I'm lonely
Was it only me that felt a spark in between us
Lifting all the weight I thought its wrong to go letting you know
You
Act like someone else when we round all the homies
Link wit someone else at the bar now I'm lonely
Was it only me that felt a spark in between us
Need your space to fly
But ain't no chance that I'm letting ya go.
Credits
Writer(s): Nathen Sabapathy
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