Two Couches
Figaro figaro figaro
I'm working to the bone until i own more piccolo
Me and cuz won't speak no more until he pays me what he owes
His fuckin lucky bro we share the same granddaddio
I've told so many lies so many lies he could expose
That was i another me I can't disclose
A me who faked a lot reality weren't comfortable
Ma kicked me out the house I found a home in spitting flows
How about u
This backstage here is boring
So where's it at
Promise I won't say nothing
So where's it at
Where's it all at
So where's it at
Where's it all at
Ripped shoes I fucked it up
Now both us both talk too much
Honestly I tried to stop
Like honestly I'm speaking mom
I've been away so fuckin long
I found a chance to reconnect
If I didn't take I would regret
My bro my bro my bro's
It's been two years too fucking long
To tell truth we've grown apart
Could fit two couches between us
Backstage u know is boring
So where's it at
Promise I won't say nothing
So where's it at
Where's it all at
So where's it at
Where's it all at
I couldn't sleep without a fuck
She climbed up and counted sheep
Bo peep with cocoa features
Bo peep with pretty teeth
U know I have only got you in my life to bring me peace
Piece of mind I won't achieve
Until I find what I'm pose to be
I'm working to the bone until i own more piccolo
Me and cuz won't speak no more until he pays me what he owes
His fuckin lucky bro we share the same granddaddio
I've told so many lies so many lies he could expose
That was i another me I can't disclose
A me who faked a lot reality weren't comfortable
Ma kicked me out the house I found a home in spitting flows
How about u
This backstage here is boring
So where's it at
Promise I won't say nothing
So where's it at
Where's it all at
So where's it at
Where's it all at
Ripped shoes I fucked it up
Now both us both talk too much
Honestly I tried to stop
Like honestly I'm speaking mom
I've been away so fuckin long
I found a chance to reconnect
If I didn't take I would regret
My bro my bro my bro's
It's been two years too fucking long
To tell truth we've grown apart
Could fit two couches between us
Backstage u know is boring
So where's it at
Promise I won't say nothing
So where's it at
Where's it all at
So where's it at
Where's it all at
I couldn't sleep without a fuck
She climbed up and counted sheep
Bo peep with cocoa features
Bo peep with pretty teeth
U know I have only got you in my life to bring me peace
Piece of mind I won't achieve
Until I find what I'm pose to be
Credits
Writer(s): Kiemute Wanogho
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