Lyrics:
And this is a song, a song for someone
This is a song, a song for someone
You let me in to a conversation
A conversation only we could make
You break
by night and shunned the naked light of day
And only now I see how the years ran away
Yesterday, when I was young,
So many happy songs were
And this is a song, a song for someone
This is a song, a song for someone
You let me in to a conversation
A conversation only we could make
You break
patience
Always try to fuck up my whole thesis in our conversations
Then you wanna say that you don't mean it in our situations
Running out of time now
Let
Lately I've been in a matrix, phone jumping having bag conversation
Section 8 days to some acres in a daze from the hell I was raised in
Got this Lil
one word, I think you could.
If you die will i get word that you're gone
Or will i hear it in passing conversation
Will i stop short and, fall
one word, I think you could.
If you die will i get word that you're gone
Or will i hear it in passing conversation
Will i stop short and, fall
loved our conversations
Over salad, crackers and beer
Somewhere up in heaven there's a nail daddy drove
Where he can hang his shirt and work some
We be having private conversations
Sexual relations
We vibeing hard
We dont be having situations
He gone
Beat it up and
Skit it up in it
Eat it up
not, makes me everything I am
Stuck in your ways you get trapped
Conversations with Shaq
He told me stick to the raps, I said I'm trying but you know how
Conversations in My Mind (One More Night)
By Tessa Dalton
Verse
Though it’s over, I still have this conversation in my mind.
You pull me in with
And yet you texting and DMing
Screaming you're on the way
And I can tell you kind of lit
Just by the typos in messages
And you know we shouldn't meet
But
It was that pretty red dress, and baby had tattoos on her neck
She dancing in the party by herself, and her smile is something else
But why she in
hours last night and we made it nowhere (nowhere, nowhere)
I see stars in your eyes when we're halfway there (all night)
I'm not fazed by all them
the cannon camcorder bendin' over
Blowin' game by the quarter weed over in the Rover nigga
From Philly to where I'm landin I'm a cannon.
And I'm on that
never come back home? I don’t feel like dancing on my own
I don’t wanna find out that it’s over, standing in the corner on my own
But I don’t wanna
by the rhythm of my hips
So if you're gonna hurt me, do it in the right ways
If you're gonna break me, do it today
If you're gonna take this love
It's way too late for a pointless debate
You're driving me around the bend
Can't you surmise by the look in my eyes
That I want this conversation to end?
(Yeah)
Too much racks I'm making
Slide in when it's vacant
Diamonds on my face yeah
Money conversations
Crawling till the days done
Armies
on the phone
Every night just you and I
It’s all that I know
[Chorus]
I’ll hold on to long conversations
When we’re both in different places
Going
Raised by the U.S.A.
Raised by the U.S.A.
Raised by the U.S.A.
Raised by the U.S.A.
I pledge allegiance to
My country, red and blue
Wealth in my retina
God
Why all the distance in existence
Join the resistance
Come on, let's start by talking tactics
With pepper-pots and matchsticks
Here's how we
with a key and a kite! You see it, right?
The conversation lasted two minutes, maybe three minutes
Ev'rything we said in total agreement, it's
A dream
I send a message by magic wave-break
The sky is no limit, the wind told me so
You boys you made your way over here
We managed to push through fear
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