VIENNA
(Statik Selektah)
2:00 a.m. in Vienna, it's December
I got a letter from my homie, Sienna, it read something like
"I see you doin' your thing lately, my friends heard your song
They've been saying your name lately, I hit you up
When you were out in Atlanta, but you ain't answer
I tried to be at your show out in Tampa, but it was sold
I got something that's sitting up on my soul
From some time ago when I was seeing you on the low, and
I really thought that we was cute
I'd go to Brooklyn, we would chill on your stoop
And talk for hours 'bout our similar truths
Some of my best times, you spent your time working
And paid me less mind
And I don't want you thinkin' I ain't happy for all the success
I just got some shit that I just need to get off of my chest
All these toxic women you've been dating, not making no sense
I was there, lending you my ear and taking your stress
And now you jaded
Mutuals saying it's getting dangerous
Yeah, you have some money but look at the shit it came with
Boy, you know your mama wants better for you
You've been on my mind and that's why I've been messaging you
I gotta say, I see the potential you hold
Behind the mask that you think is protecting your soul
And your decisions got you, learning these lessons in droves
I see your intentions, I don't see why you messing with hoes
Somebody told me that you get what you think you're worth
Ill-intentioned witches, boy, is that what you think you deserve?
Every time you're holding something good, you thinking worst
Love your stupid ass from head to your feet, and it hurts
And if it isn't me, I hope you're gettin' peace
On an island sipping drinks, growing wise, living dreams
On the grind, the Devil is attracted to an idle mind
Cut the lies, that shit's gon' get you in trouble all the time
So, if you ever in town and wanna chat
Stop playing and give me time, you know that I got your back
I wanna be by your side, ain't worried about your past
You need a woman to ride, not tryna to put on an act, so
When you're ready, you know where I'm at
I know you overseas, I just hope that you call when you're back
If you're smart, then you'll allow this blessing to fall into your lap
Things fall apart, but they probably falling intact
Love, Sienna"
2:00 a.m. in Vienna, it's December
I got a letter from my homie, Sienna, it read something like
"I see you doin' your thing lately, my friends heard your song
They've been saying your name lately, I hit you up
When you were out in Atlanta, but you ain't answer
I tried to be at your show out in Tampa, but it was sold
I got something that's sitting up on my soul
From some time ago when I was seeing you on the low, and
I really thought that we was cute
I'd go to Brooklyn, we would chill on your stoop
And talk for hours 'bout our similar truths
Some of my best times, you spent your time working
And paid me less mind
And I don't want you thinkin' I ain't happy for all the success
I just got some shit that I just need to get off of my chest
All these toxic women you've been dating, not making no sense
I was there, lending you my ear and taking your stress
And now you jaded
Mutuals saying it's getting dangerous
Yeah, you have some money but look at the shit it came with
Boy, you know your mama wants better for you
You've been on my mind and that's why I've been messaging you
I gotta say, I see the potential you hold
Behind the mask that you think is protecting your soul
And your decisions got you, learning these lessons in droves
I see your intentions, I don't see why you messing with hoes
Somebody told me that you get what you think you're worth
Ill-intentioned witches, boy, is that what you think you deserve?
Every time you're holding something good, you thinking worst
Love your stupid ass from head to your feet, and it hurts
And if it isn't me, I hope you're gettin' peace
On an island sipping drinks, growing wise, living dreams
On the grind, the Devil is attracted to an idle mind
Cut the lies, that shit's gon' get you in trouble all the time
So, if you ever in town and wanna chat
Stop playing and give me time, you know that I got your back
I wanna be by your side, ain't worried about your past
You need a woman to ride, not tryna to put on an act, so
When you're ready, you know where I'm at
I know you overseas, I just hope that you call when you're back
If you're smart, then you'll allow this blessing to fall into your lap
Things fall apart, but they probably falling intact
Love, Sienna"
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Writer(s): Patrick Baril, Avery Jones
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