Lyrics:
on the telephone
And tell him that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear him on my door
In the evening when the sun goes down
When there is
shamefully lust
As you tell me we're nothing but trouble
Heart's on fire tonight
Feel my bones ignite
Feels like war, war
Feels like war, war
Heart's
you ain't slick, I can tell the disguise
Upgraded my wrist, put baguettes in that Sky
She sing, I might sign her and change her whole life
I told her
Another fairy tale for me
I'm getting so damn old
Why don't you tell me that my life
Is not a waste of time
And tell me you will by the fire light
Always
(Jack is producing bangers)
I can tell by your demeanor, you ain't mean it, no
You ain't 'bout it (You ain't ' bout it)
Hundred dollar plates, I put
alone I can't tell you how that felt
Can't tell you how I've grown all alone by myself
I'm good by myself
When I say that I'm alone I don't count my
stolen by mundaneness ones
We'd get in trouble mouthing rebuttals if they didn't succumb
To what the major population wanted you to become
I'm thinking
I'm
stared at by Confederates but hard as hell
Tight jeans penny loafers, but I still drink a Bodine
Staying on my me shit, but hated on by both sides
I'm
There's gonna be some trouble
A whole house will need re-building
And everyone I love in the house
Will recline on an analyst's couch quite
get high, y'all
Need it, need it to get by, y'all (oh, I need)
Can you get me high, y'all? (Hey)
I wanna get high, y'all
I wanna get high, y'all
There's gonna be some trouble
A whole house will need re-building
And everyone I love in the house
Will recline on an analyst's couch quite
There's gonna be some trouble
A whole house will need re-building
And everyone I love in the house
Will recline on an analyst's couch quite
There's gonna be some trouble
A whole house will need re-building
And everyone I love in the house
Will recline on an analyst's couch quite soon
Your
Ya Mama said that I'm a bad influence
I said "I don't care" tell me what the issue is, huh
Ya Mama said that I'm a bad influence
Lights say stop but
down who knew? Who knew?
I remember love like fire, hands held tight
I was barely getting by
But your eyes were lights
You decided to take a chance
Take
If anybody ask you whether you in this game
You tell 'em you in it for life alright?
You play it hard, you play it tight
You make sure niggas know
I got trouble, you got trouble
All of us children got trouble, livin' in
Bad water, bad water tryna run all over me
Bad water, bad water
Tell me why
I always do
With only
Me and my shadow
Strolling down the avenue
Me and my shadow
Not a soul to tell our troubles to
And when it's twelve
I always do
With only
Me and my shadow
Strolling down the avenue
Me and my shadow
Not a soul to tell our troubles to
And when it's twelve
lost it when my father was in his coffin
Before he died he told us to take care of em
Me and my brother stop by whenever we in the area
Times is getting
on by, we're hiding out, we're hiding out.
Walk on by, she's a red star.
She's a red star.
Tell me how did you let them in?
We were silent secret agents,
know I just can’t lie
This girl never did learn how to say goodbye
My friends tell me that I’m reckless, well that’s just fine by me
I’m not out to win
i’m scared to tell you i do
I'm having trouble sleeping all night
Thinking if your gonna be alright
I want you closer stay here by my side
But get away
You always said you want that perfect someone
Tell me where you're going, don't care what you come from
You must be flawless then, nothing left
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