Lyrics:
how you used to love it
A nigga spew through the music, acoustics, cool kid
Used to pursue excuses, truth is, I was truant in school
So its influence
hair
Your kissed by the sun
Golden sensation I feel
Compares to none
Sweet
The way that you speak
Sugary serenade
Come with me
Our lips when they meet
your hair
Your kissed by the sun
Golden sensation I feel
Compares to none
Sweet
The way that you speak
Sugary serenade
Come with me
Our lips when they
you mean Kevin? I don’t understand.
Well, why don’t you look into shopping second-hand? You could try going thrifting! That would be fun and much
charge of the lights on stage
You decorate, say love can't change
It's a different kind of smoke in the air I taste
Serenade
You seem so inspired by
to the islands
Forget the plans you made
Let’s all go down to the islands
And sing the island serenade
Let’s all go down to the islands
And watch the palm trees
love you)
All, baby girl, I'd trade it all
Even give up my good green (harmony)
All, and I'd give the watch and pinky ring (is you by my side)
All,
serenade makes me worry bout she said
Makes me worry bout she said
Down by that place you met her
I hope that you feel better
No worries here on out for me
to roll
I got the strap by the seam of my clothes
Show a lil nigga this cutta on me not even his beef but his mans get expose
Putting down pressure you
it's never what you see
My hood is the ghetto
I've been down before up is just a reach
Cause my hood is the ghetto
Catch a second wind then begin
If you write your own songs
On acoustic guitar
There's a man in London
Wants to know who you are
Being a beggar
You know I couldn't choose
I rang
Sudden came the rain that let your song arise
And fade the disguise that held your
Secondhand hopes and fears to the wall
And now I see you sitting
I think I'm the worst rapper on this entire song
You know what it is
Or, if you don't, you're about, you're about to know
I don't need a stylist
heart of mine
Another portrait in my life watching the seasons passing by
Crystallizing every breath I take, even the subtle sighs
The wind carries
to handle
I was made to be burdened by you
Turn out the lights
Turn up the music
If your body ignites
Forget about the bruises
Over and over again
It's gotta
the crayons from that restaurant
Graffiti poems on the train
Take secondhand gratitude and
Throw it in their face
You're melting wax between your lips
Just
you don't bae you gon turn to an eight
Leave nothing to the bae can't eat off my plate
Cocoon myself yeah for a new slate
Showed me I can do it by
a part of me You can haul her away but in my heart shell remain
I'm leaving here with these Polaroid's
friends
You said what are you implying
You're a stranger to me
But by June we were family
My acoustic strums
Just's not enough to tell you
You're my best
hesitating
This is the kiss off
Boy
Thanks for hesitating
You'll never know the real story
Just a couple of dreams
You get up and sleep
You can, by
hesitating
This is the kiss off
Boy
Thanks for hesitating
You'll never know the real story
Just a couple of dreams
You get up and sleep
You can, by
embark on this journey, just me and you.
Feel the warmth kissing our skin so tender,
In this paradise found, our spirits surrender.
Gentle waves serenade
hesitations
I just crumble apart in the affairs of the heart
Confident guys don’t tend to hide behind acoustic guitars
Some guys will string you along
Other
OG pulled up on the scene in a wig
When you running from the Feds, you can't be seen by the pigs
Y'all don't know all the things I seen and I did
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