Lyrics:
Don't let go, i'm on my own
Don't let go, i'm on my own
Folding clothes, I don't want more
Folding clothes, I don't want more
Said that I want that
I put that on my soul
Never let it take control
Fold him like you folding like clothes
Man you know how this shit go
I put that on my soul
Never
Prayed at me, what did that get us
Gay don't mean I can't be happy
You won't accept me
Now I'm folding clothes and packing up
All over the guy above
just lent
Never understood the message I sent
But I stay wavy, always water bend
Folding some clothes but I never just bend
Rainy days keeping funds all
right inside his homie side
But I'm
Folding clothes at home
Kissing rose at home
Pictures froze and I go
In the studio my home
Unfolding goals at home
I
a temple
Only time you'll see me fold
Is when I'm folding my clothes
My biggest investment is me
I know what I'm destined to be
I know I will not rest 'til I
out here keeping it going. Horseshit!
Women do it. I just do it in private. Found her hanging against the washingmachine while folding clothes
ever make a living
Folding clothes
And hanging linen?
Don't you want to see what's life's about?
He said I can see it clear, just look around
I'm so in
Safe back at home
It's been a long time
Though I may roam
It's here I'll always find
It's strange what I miss
Folding clothes, making beds
It's
fucking with Ki Ki
She folding clothes, But ain't never folded
Yeah I remember lil Le Le
At Chuck E. Cheese, She stole all my tokens
Yeah I remember lil
What if i woke up and decided
I wanna dress like a pirate
I'm pretty tired of folding clothes
Every day down at target
Well maybe someday ill sail
at home folding clothes and shit
She losing faith in him and he knows and shit
Like what the fuck is a break
Don't know how much I can take no more
I give
miles an hour
But the time seems far away
Folding clothes in a folding closet
Folding money in a resume
Time to let off some pressure
Time to let
you lend a hand
Makin' dinner, folding clothes, sweeping up the floor
Settin' the table, cleaning up, tidying the room
Well a happy home is
How'd I get to here from there
Making lunches and folding clothes
Is not the most glamorous life I know
But I've got so much more than most
[Chorus]
care of me
And you love me
You know I care
Of course I care
Picking up clothes and folding the pieces
The storm's coming down and I've gotta leave
increase
Went from folding clothes to folding blues with fucking ease
I'm feeling like you broke, you probably gotta disease
I'm not the type to choke, I'm
In our days we will live
Like our ghosts will live
Pitching glass at the cornfield crows
And folding clothes
Like stubborn boys across the room
You know what it is
Don't know why you act like you don't
I roll with a 10
It's cap if I say I'm alone
I'm folding again
The clothes on your back
With a super pump cola
Lookin' at your folding clothes
You've worn for three days over
With a cookie as a coaster
Maybe, I wish I could've mold ya
With a super pump cola
Lookin' at your folding clothes
You've worn for three days over
With a cookie as a coaster
Maybe, I wish I could've mold ya
wanna be friends when you doing the most
How you tell me you my bro then you went out and told
Niggas say they down to ride but be folding like clothes
You recording
Ai
T
Folding Clothes
Yo
I wanna fold clothes for you
Take walks in the park I'll pick a rose for you
Something like a drug I'll
You recording?
Aii
T.
Folding Clothes
I wanna fold clothes for you
Take walks in the park pick a rose for you
Something like a drug I'll overdose
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