Lyrics:
Boy I'm off acid and shrooms
What's the move
Bitch I'm on the moon
Sipping so much codeine I'm starting to think im doomed
Steady in the stu trying
wait
Will I have the nerve to say
I just wanna come back
You shouldn't just go away
I just wanna come back
Ive been struck by such a bad luck
I need
do is hang out with the stars
All they wanna do is get high like the moon
Take a nigga back to the hotel room
Sex, drugs, rap, roll, yeah we on it
When I get to where I get they will investigate it
Can't rely on these bums so I demonstrate it
When I look back super nostalgic
Yeah I'm levitated
Had
to the end
Gonna stand right by you
Until my eyes see a million moons
It's crazy how we got together way back when
And we've been on
Ever since (eh eh)
Ever
a pool
She wet like a pool
Shine like the moon
All of my diamonds they buss out the roof (Gang!)
Seven-O Beretta never play
Working hard tryna elevate
don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
(I got it, yeah) this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella
awake and half in dreams
On a Sunday
Sunday night
Walkin all alone in the streets
On a Sunday
Sunday night
But then an angel passed me by
A little angel
it V, Very big mistake
E, End of the story, R you in the picture A-N
D, Don't you come back beggin' O, On bendin' knees
N, Now it should be clear
don't touch the crown
By the way, that's Uncle Brown
A gyal dem a run me down, cuh
Ayy, look Stormz this is soul baby
The kind of soul that gave
Stella
ball, money tall, Paul Bunyan
Real nigga shit, pussy niggas gon hate
Pound of the kush call that bitch pound cake
I hit it from the back
And make that
D., by the water,
Third month, I float here with my brother,
c hand takes me from inside her womb,
Where's my mother? Ya raped my home.
Turn back closed
the mass that
Hackensack, highway to holly for this cashmere
Satin pro, got the somali, rolls on my mind
In France I dance by the moon
Sailin' from
Kissed good mornig by sunlight
Forgot to set an alarm
Well, now I'm late again and
As I arrive at the station the speaker is announcing: "All
from the heart
The shadows in the road look like a railroad track
I wonder if he's (ever) really comin' back
The moon's a yellow stain across
killin' shows
Dive up in a freak, got her friend touchin' toes
Ain't nothing finna stop till I get it, Lord knows
Blowin' by the O, my whip rose gold
I'm
the music
I'm so drunk on it
Back and forth we keep it rocking
Have you got the beat for me?
Make me go low o
And pick it up, pick it up
Make me whine, keep
as a John Legend note, aye
Let me relax
Let's ride out as the beat bangs
Let's ride out by the beach
And act like we don't got to be back home
Let me relax
The particles of the light are on them
Reflecting the moon
Let the time go back again
And rage and anger in your blood
For turning the whole world upside down
Tu Fashion Week, nuje fashion street
'O prezzo mio saglie, nun è StockX
Lowie, Louie V and Moon shirt, I'm on block, (?)
Giro c"a fam, stongo
there's kidnap, but she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
she was with us so I brought her.
Dun got myself into a whole heap of trouble,
Double crossed by the law so it's nobody to run to,
Yeah it's just me
what you say we live instead
Get a little dirt road dizzy
Let the moon shine on us
Getting all barefoot busy till the sun sneaks back up
'Cause we
Play O-Dog in Menace and drive-by men
Real gangsters keep a bitch in the wheel, workin' the gas tank
Hoes on the strip, bringin' that cash in
Think
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