to the grave
AMOS 747
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(I'm not gonna call you Amos) Scared to tell her how I feel, I'm a take it to the grave (Woah, woah woah) Eyes faded real low, sipping liquor backstage (Drank) She wanna share a soul, but no treesh is getting saved (No) Money over love, that's just for the price of fame (No, no, no, no) Food for thought, still got a lot on my plate (Woah) Woulda been better if she never had stayed (On god) Tryna run off but I know I can't escape Unspoken truths haunt my dreams like a wraith Fell out of place and I ran out of time (Woah, woah woah) Covered in UNDERCOVER, woulda thought I was a spy (Yea) Fear of God fitted got me walking with a rind (Woo) I can't show no love, filled with fear and some pride (Woo) She don't exist no more, how could I? Pour another cup, I ain't really tryna cry (Pour another, pour another) Swap another whore, it ain't the same I lost my mind Put 'em all together like the bride of Frankenstein, woah Woah 2.22, I can (Not) advance When I'm feeling blue, I count up some bands CDG shoe, Armani the pants See through the fake, it's looking like glass Say that she love me, how long do it last? I still feel the hate like I was in class Still running from problems that came from the past, woah Woah Won't let no top from a bitch stop me No heart my in my chest so I rock CDG Only came to collect then I fly off the scene, woah Woah If you really my brother than we gonna break bread Tryna tell her that I love her but I never confess Scared to tell her how I feel, I'm a take it to the grave (Woah, woah woah) Eyes faded real low, sipping liquor backstage (Drank) She wanna share a soul, but no treesh is getting saved (No) Money over love, that's just for the price of fame (No, no, no, no) Food for thought, still got a lot on my plate (Woah) Woulda been better if she never had stayed (On god) Tryna run off but I know I can't escape Unspoken truths haunt my dreams like a wraith Fell out of place and I ran out of time (Woah, woah woah) Covered in UNDERCOVER, woulda thought I was a spy (Yea) Fear of God fitted got me walking with a rind (Woo) I can't show no love, filled with fear and some pride (Woo) She don't exist no more, how could I? Pour another cup, I ain't really tryna cry (Pour another, pour another) Swap another whore, it ain't the same I lost my mind Put 'em all together like the bride of Frankenstein, woah 2 More cups, never 2 much Higher than the sun, f*ck around and pass out Tryna run away but I'll never back down, yea Yea 2 More sluts, never 2 much Put it in her gut like she tryna cross the border Stack it all the way up to the ceiling like a hoarder, yea Woke up I can't tell if I've been dreaming, I ain't been the same since Flying windows up with the tints Speeding through the day it's a blitz, yea New era I ain't talking about a fitted If I really said it then I did it Knew I should've said it but I didn't Knew I should've said it but I didn't Scared to tell her how I feel (I'm a take it to grave, no, no) Scared to tell her how I feel (I'm a take it to grave, no, no) Eyes faded for real (Sipping backstage, no, no) Eyes faded for real (Sipping backstage, no, no)
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