Never Ever Land
Love when my Shorty a rock-star
"What do you mix with the wok?"
My heart
She said, "Why the fuck you drip hard?"
Flaws
Fuck to the eve
I'm an Admin of gardens
Where souls get reported
I am not here for a lesson
I'm here for my sake
Fuck to an ego
My death has been waiting
I hear hell call my faith (hey, wait!)
Dripped out til' my final grave
Iced out wrist can't watch my pain
Time moves backwards
She would know
Cleanse my sins
So watch me float
Oh my fucking god, I know
Oh my fucking god, I know
I cannot live for a bitch that I'll never achieve
Running in circles
My mind been deceived
False hopes, when I see her in my dreams
False hopes, when I see her in my dreams
False hopes, when I see her in my dreams
Blood on my jeans, no cuts
I want my bitches obsessed
I want the never-ever land to rest
I will desire til' the peak of my death
I will desire til' I'm given my chance
Feel that I'm dying
I'm taking it slow
Peak at my notes
And I feel that I'm owed
Every time I rap I-
Feel cold, cold, cold, cold
Cold, cold (yuh)
Aye, aye (aye, aye)
Aye (aye, aye)
Aye (aye, aye)
Aye (aye, aye)
Aye (aye, aye)
Aye (aye, aye)
Aye (aye, aye)
Aye
"What do you mix with the wok?"
My heart
She said, "Why the fuck you drip hard?"
Flaws
Fuck to the eve
I'm an Admin of gardens
Where souls get reported
I am not here for a lesson
I'm here for my sake
Fuck to an ego
My death has been waiting
I hear hell call my faith (hey, wait!)
Dripped out til' my final grave
Iced out wrist can't watch my pain
Time moves backwards
She would know
Cleanse my sins
So watch me float
Oh my fucking god, I know
Oh my fucking god, I know
I cannot live for a bitch that I'll never achieve
Running in circles
My mind been deceived
False hopes, when I see her in my dreams
False hopes, when I see her in my dreams
False hopes, when I see her in my dreams
Blood on my jeans, no cuts
I want my bitches obsessed
I want the never-ever land to rest
I will desire til' the peak of my death
I will desire til' I'm given my chance
Feel that I'm dying
I'm taking it slow
Peak at my notes
And I feel that I'm owed
Every time I rap I-
Feel cold, cold, cold, cold
Cold, cold (yuh)
Aye, aye (aye, aye)
Aye (aye, aye)
Aye (aye, aye)
Aye (aye, aye)
Aye (aye, aye)
Aye (aye, aye)
Aye (aye, aye)
Aye
Credits
Writer(s): Landon Warr
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