Liquorice Testo
Testo Liquorice
Oh it’s just you
The one who only cares bout a coupe
I ain’t really fucking with your vibe to tell the truth
I’m tryna spread a message without lying in this booth
I’m dying in this youth
Yeah I’m dying
And it gets harder to carry on but I’m trying
It’s hard to write these songs in this mindset
Where my mind is Where my mind went, uh
But something bout this time feeling different
Probably cause I learned myself some discipline
Probably cause I learned to clean the kitchen sink, glistening with dissonancе, and fragrances of liquorice, isn’t this? [isn’t this]
Kinda crazy, isn’t it
Moving slow the timе is lazy isn’t it, the time to pay is imminent, but I can say I finished it, uh
And I can say definitive
[the prophecy delivered him]
So take a quick second when you play that, listen to the words that I’m saying when you playback, 150 nerds in hills driving Maybachs, take back, what you hate back, uh
Remember what I mentioned bout the coupe fiend, not the only fake just the one you happen to see, keep it your lane even when you got a two seat, and take back, what you hate back
I thought that you was heaven sent
I did it for the hell of it
The closet filled with skeletons
The living room an elephant
You always try to talk me down
Say we just friends with benefits
But we could find some common ground
You reach for what does not exist
In spite of pain, the sight is plain, despite the warning
A nigga steady play your game that’s frankly not rewarding
But something told me everything I want around the corner
Probably just this sugar rush from liquorice and thoughts I’m hoarding
Tired of feeling not important
I been waiting locked and loaded
When you ready holla at your boy, but don’t you half or hold it back cause I do not condone it, give me all you got devoted, usually not so braggadocios, just tryna get your ass to come over
So take a quick second when you play that, listen to the words that I’m saying when you playback, 150 nerds in hills driving Maybachs, take back, what you hate back, uh
Remember what I mentioned bout the coupe fiend, not the only fake just the one you happen to see, keep it your lane even when you got a two seat, and take back, what you hate back
The one who only cares bout a coupe
I ain’t really fucking with your vibe to tell the truth
I’m tryna spread a message without lying in this booth
I’m dying in this youth
Yeah I’m dying
And it gets harder to carry on but I’m trying
It’s hard to write these songs in this mindset
Where my mind is Where my mind went, uh
But something bout this time feeling different
Probably cause I learned myself some discipline
Probably cause I learned to clean the kitchen sink, glistening with dissonancе, and fragrances of liquorice, isn’t this? [isn’t this]
Kinda crazy, isn’t it
Moving slow the timе is lazy isn’t it, the time to pay is imminent, but I can say I finished it, uh
And I can say definitive
[the prophecy delivered him]
So take a quick second when you play that, listen to the words that I’m saying when you playback, 150 nerds in hills driving Maybachs, take back, what you hate back, uh
Remember what I mentioned bout the coupe fiend, not the only fake just the one you happen to see, keep it your lane even when you got a two seat, and take back, what you hate back
I thought that you was heaven sent
I did it for the hell of it
The closet filled with skeletons
The living room an elephant
You always try to talk me down
Say we just friends with benefits
But we could find some common ground
You reach for what does not exist
In spite of pain, the sight is plain, despite the warning
A nigga steady play your game that’s frankly not rewarding
But something told me everything I want around the corner
Probably just this sugar rush from liquorice and thoughts I’m hoarding
Tired of feeling not important
I been waiting locked and loaded
When you ready holla at your boy, but don’t you half or hold it back cause I do not condone it, give me all you got devoted, usually not so braggadocios, just tryna get your ass to come over
So take a quick second when you play that, listen to the words that I’m saying when you playback, 150 nerds in hills driving Maybachs, take back, what you hate back, uh
Remember what I mentioned bout the coupe fiend, not the only fake just the one you happen to see, keep it your lane even when you got a two seat, and take back, what you hate back
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