Old Times
Loving you doesn't feel wrong
I'm inhaling smokes up in my lung
Lookin in the mirror I can see the limit
I can see your body, I can see the difference
I think about our old times, yeah
Chucklin with the digits
Something like vence
I was in space communication on Venus
Communication with energy, it's appearant
Communication with memories we feel it
The love and care and the ones that was givin'
The memories are fading like a dream
But I don't care about static
Then I'm back livin
The eyes of you my love yeah, it can see my vision yeah
The eyes of you my love yeah, it can see my vision
Met a fuck nigga out the gate
Look like Triple H, Caught him in the ring
Shot the tray yeah, watch that nigga fade
Said he gettin' bread, but he pie yeah
Im taking his cake
Yeah, yeah
My back, my neck, my chest, my face this pain it hurts yeah
The pain it hurts yeah (yeah)
I pray to the lord for my soul to keep
Lord save these people they asleep, yeah
They letting Satan run the streets
Lord save us, Lord save us please
I pray the lord for my soul to keep
Lord save these people they asleep, yeah, yeah
They letting Satan run the streets
Lord save us, Lord save us please
I'm inhaling smokes up in my lung
Lookin in the mirror I can see the limit
I can see your body, I can see the difference
I think about our old times, yeah
Chucklin with the digits
Something like vence
I was in space communication on Venus
Communication with energy, it's appearant
Communication with memories we feel it
The love and care and the ones that was givin'
The memories are fading like a dream
But I don't care about static
Then I'm back livin
The eyes of you my love yeah, it can see my vision yeah
The eyes of you my love yeah, it can see my vision
Met a fuck nigga out the gate
Look like Triple H, Caught him in the ring
Shot the tray yeah, watch that nigga fade
Said he gettin' bread, but he pie yeah
Im taking his cake
Yeah, yeah
My back, my neck, my chest, my face this pain it hurts yeah
The pain it hurts yeah (yeah)
I pray to the lord for my soul to keep
Lord save these people they asleep, yeah
They letting Satan run the streets
Lord save us, Lord save us please
I pray the lord for my soul to keep
Lord save these people they asleep, yeah, yeah
They letting Satan run the streets
Lord save us, Lord save us please
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