Lyrics:
After laughter, comes tears
Yo check yo yo, check the script
Me and the gods get it ripped
Blunts in the dip, forty dogs in my lip
Had a box,
requires a dedication
All this love we feel needs no conversation
We ride it together, ah ha
From one love to another, ah ha
Islands in the stream
After laughter, comes tears
Yo check yo yo, check the script
Me and the gods get it ripped
Blunts in the dip, forty dogs in my lip
Had a box,
Muted these conversations I dont fuck with dm's yeah
Got yo BM on my phone tryna be my friend yeah
All by my lonely I'm better off having no friends yeah
Yeah
I feel like
Whoever you nominate
I could dominate the topic of conversation
I'm about to turn speculation to confirmation
All I need is
(Crocodile tears, crocodile te-te-te-tears)
I've been losing patience
Cause we're going round in circles, ah ah
Every conversation's got a
Million
{Ja Rule}
Yea
Yea
Uh
Uh
You don't want it
Wouldn't jokers dare
Spit it in half nigga
Gimme that vodka water too
Yea
World get on one if you
done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after
done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after
Half an hour change your strings and tune up
Sizing the room up
Checking the bar
Local girls unspoken conversation
Misinformation
Plays guitar
We're not so different, you know
Just one or two chromosomes slipped backward makes us bastards
Admit we're worms in the earth, so swallow, pass out
in the ground
I see you out, I think about
All those sensations
The good and bad
The big nights and hard conversations
But let me be yours once
nothing like you babe
Said its nothing like you
See the cascade in the mountains
Little flurries drifting by
But its nothing like you babe
Said its nothung
heartbeat, our heartbeat
Long conversation or idle chit chat
Maybe dive in or maybe hang back
Idle conversation or idle chit chat
Maybe dive in or maybe
was chillin' in a Ihop, overheard a conversation
Both of them niggas killas, one of em was Michael Caden
Big brother The Jason
I went to school with
thoughts
But you can't chop my trunk to chunks when I'm an elephant in the room
I'm bringing up the conversations that need to be brought
I'm not going to be
Still preschool Adri sitting by the sad kids on the benches
Im getting by
The temp in my head ain't even room temperature
Normal that my brain popping
need a band-aid
She feeling the conversation you know that that rule the nation
Other fellas they jealous that’s how I know that they be hating
By
dance with you
What would I give to look in your eyes to be by your side for the rest of life
Im gonna miss our conversations how we used to talk all
here
I put myself in situations so my face could be seen, what a plan here
Now I'm pretty sure I'm known by at least a friend of a friend, what a trap
like, "look how long it took ya'll"(took ya'll)
Got my shot and took off like it's football
By myself, I had no one I could call
In the game of life there
conversation's getting deep
Don't have to whittle it down
Committed shit
We in a scrap within the middle of town
I got your back
And I ain't fucking around
Play
draining my health
Demons sly in their hatred waiting to bring me to hell
Hoping Nate gets complacent so they could take me at will
Well, if the truth wasn't
with envy
Searching for the moon when the sun is gone
Sky lit by stars, but not feeling any hope
Conversation's shallow, can't dig too deep
If you open
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