JUST CAUSE 🌚🌚🌚
Lyrics:
No more pot of gold...i see no rainbows,
Im just trynna fit in like cops in plain clothes.
Bad chick wearing less man but she always do the most.
She always seem to care less man when she going thru the most.
Its a bad way to cope....but she already knows.
Her mascara and her sentences are both running off.
Home school or what...no one schooling us,
She always calling me King im like I rule enough.
Too much responsibility...if text you your response ability,
Should match...you said "K"and left it like that.
Threw the bouquet and left me like that.
Like flat...like the line man im dying inside,
Overpopulation of lions we both got way to much pride damn.
Credit card broads in line either you got chips or you slide...scam.
We both peas in a pod...if theres chicken we stay on the side. Bam
Mo gravy....shes crazy...so i called her crazy,
I still call you baby...they call me crazy...
She call me lazy...said i never fought hard for her,
Said i let everything slide like a mini van car door.
Got me tight like Tom Ford,
Use to be grand like concourse,
Now i dont know who we are any more,
Kinda like an old vcr...YOU use to be my heart. Now i dont know where the start..now i dont know where the finish line. Theres no mario in my kart.
Now i dont know what to say...look at your clothes everyday...i wish you would stay...i wish you were here with me....yea
Lyrics:
No more pot of gold...i see no rainbows,
Im just trynna fit in like cops in plain clothes.
Bad chick wearing less man but she always do the most.
She always seem to care less man when she going thru the most.
Its a bad way to cope....but she already knows.
Her mascara and her sentences are both running off.
Home school or what...no one schooling us,
She always calling me King im like I rule enough.
Too much responsibility...if text you your response ability,
Should match...you said "K"and left it like that.
Threw the bouquet and left me like that.
Like flat...like the line man im dying inside,
Overpopulation of lions we both got way to much pride damn.
Credit card broads in line either you got chips or you slide...scam.
We both peas in a pod...if theres chicken we stay on the side. Bam
Mo gravy....shes crazy...so i called her crazy,
I still call you baby...they call me crazy...
She call me lazy...said i never fought hard for her,
Said i let everything slide like a mini van car door.
Got me tight like Tom Ford,
Use to be grand like concourse,
Now i dont know who we are any more,
Kinda like an old vcr...YOU use to be my heart. Now i dont know where the start..now i dont know where the finish line. Theres no mario in my kart.
Now i dont know what to say...look at your clothes everyday...i wish you would stay...i wish you were here with me....yea
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