Empty Spaces

Woke up this morning was wet dreaming a sex scene
Until my dream girl moaned the same tone as my ex thing
Dreamt to a time where them pretty eyes were just pretty eyes
Couldn't see the truth I was hella blind couldn't recognize
I fell in love from a kiss and hug thought it was enough
A young nigga had had it rough so a simple touch
Was all it took for my darkest book just to open up
I had ran out of luck ran ran out of luck

Made to a slave in my head
Empty space in my bed
Keep fallin' down
Made to a slave in my head
Empty space in my bed
Keep fallin' down

Keep fallin' keep fallin' keep fallin' down
Keep fallin' keep fallin' keep fallin' down

So many niggas with me had to see some of em fall
Tell em that it's all love I wanna see em ball
Had to do this without y'all
Wasn't in my plan
Playin' back that in a loop tryna feel it again

Cause I don't really feel much right now
The money filling voids everytime I see George and then I smile
I wish that he'd smile back
But he be straight face and ain't no fuckin' contact
Give em up for a bag of chips tomorrow
Money can't buy happiness let's see how far it goes
Maybe out of state
If this song breaking charts and making hoes dance
Girl tell me if I look good in these mom jeans I thrifted last week
She left me on read and that's beyond me
Tell me how bad it gets when you all alone after success
That shit ain't stoppin' nothin' I wake up and get dressed
I'm still a black nigga standin' out from the rest
Rest rest rest

Made to a slave in my head
Empty space in my bed
Keep fallin' down
Made to a slave in my head
Empty space in my bed
Keep fallin' down nah nah

Keep fallin' keep fallin' down
Keep fallin' down
Keep fallin' keep fallin' down
Keep fallin' down
Keep fallin' down



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Thomas
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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