Bring Love
Uh
Yeah
Yeah
Bring love
If I'm kissing you this ain't no lust
Do you really forgive me for fucking up
Cause this thing can't work if I don't got your trust
Like im sorry is all I can say
Cause I'm way to prideful to beg you too stay
Sorry pride gets in the way and stops me from saying you wanna hear
But honestly
I feel like that it'd be easier for you to put me in the rear
Then for me, that's something i genuinely fear
Cause I can't get left in the dust
The thought of that is dangerous
Ain't thinking straight like im concussed
The thought of pain, the thought of us
Inside my brain is filling up
I paint this picture with this brush
And hope that you see enough of all this bullshit
Dont be getting mad at me for shit in the past that my hoes did
Cause I was younger then
And the clothes I wore, if I wore them now they won't fit
I might say that I won't drown but I won't say that I won't drip
And I might say that im flipping out but trust me it's a front flip
When I fuck that bitch and I slip it out
That's the only time that I will slip
Her ass so fat it's disrespectful so I slap her ass like im Will smith
I lost before but I'm winning now so it's okay and I can't trip
Feel like Saint Nick when I drop by on Christmas that's a good gift
And I got some bitches on me and I don't know why
But I'm feeling sorry for it
When I was 8 years old said I wouldn't smoke
Now look at me bitch im a stoner
Never scared of opportunities open up the door then I go explore
This bitch in my ear telling me these lies
Cutting her off if she say one more
Will I die im really never sure
Reaching ages never reached before
If I ain't reach the stages that im reaching for
Then I'll preach these pages from the kitchen floor
Maybe someone'll listen to it
Like the knife and spoon in the fucking kitchen drawer
Hear me rap and bitch about another whore
Find my lyrics, rhythm and I hit record
Getting to the point by writing verses
Cause I really never ever put a chorus
I'mma win a Juno and Grammy and a handful of all the other awards
When that happens imma get a private jet
Fly me and bro to the Florida Keys
Cause Winnipeg get cold as hell when it drops way below 4 degrees
Forest fire way im smoking trees
I'm super tired but I still can't sleep
You a fucking liar lying through your teeth
You lie so much smell it when you breathe
Bitch
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Bring love
If I'm kissing you this ain't no lust
Do you really forgive me for fucking up
Cause this thing can't work if I don't got your trust
Like im sorry is all I can say
Cause I'm way to prideful to beg you too stay
Sorry pride gets in the way and stops me from saying you wanna hear
But honestly
I feel like that it'd be easier for you to put me in the rear
Then for me, that's something i genuinely fear
Cause I can't get left in the dust
The thought of that is dangerous
Ain't thinking straight like im concussed
The thought of pain, the thought of us
Inside my brain is filling up
I paint this picture with this brush
And hope that you see enough of all this bullshit
Dont be getting mad at me for shit in the past that my hoes did
Cause I was younger then
And the clothes I wore, if I wore them now they won't fit
I might say that I won't drown but I won't say that I won't drip
And I might say that im flipping out but trust me it's a front flip
When I fuck that bitch and I slip it out
That's the only time that I will slip
Her ass so fat it's disrespectful so I slap her ass like im Will smith
I lost before but I'm winning now so it's okay and I can't trip
Feel like Saint Nick when I drop by on Christmas that's a good gift
And I got some bitches on me and I don't know why
But I'm feeling sorry for it
When I was 8 years old said I wouldn't smoke
Now look at me bitch im a stoner
Never scared of opportunities open up the door then I go explore
This bitch in my ear telling me these lies
Cutting her off if she say one more
Will I die im really never sure
Reaching ages never reached before
If I ain't reach the stages that im reaching for
Then I'll preach these pages from the kitchen floor
Maybe someone'll listen to it
Like the knife and spoon in the fucking kitchen drawer
Hear me rap and bitch about another whore
Find my lyrics, rhythm and I hit record
Getting to the point by writing verses
Cause I really never ever put a chorus
I'mma win a Juno and Grammy and a handful of all the other awards
When that happens imma get a private jet
Fly me and bro to the Florida Keys
Cause Winnipeg get cold as hell when it drops way below 4 degrees
Forest fire way im smoking trees
I'm super tired but I still can't sleep
You a fucking liar lying through your teeth
You lie so much smell it when you breathe
Bitch
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
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Writer(s): Preston D. Shersty-moody
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