Dear friend
All respect to the friendship
But you been looking way too good
F*ck the friend shit
All the wild thoughts of you seem endless
Mirror mirror would it hurt if friends kiss
I'm tryna finish this song
Then I slip again
Rarely show my feelings so these poems they get written in
Victim of temptation know it's wrong but take a hit again
No more innocence
Just come home when your mission ends
The phone rings I don't pick up
I'm a shitty friend
Please just know it's still love
I'm that busy friend
Tryna be the one the foreign whips whipping in
Get in Forbes through my sentences
Go to Venice, France, or trip to Japan
By the time we old we done crossed all the lands
Gotta get rich constant thoughts of a man
Lucky I got all this power in the palm of my hand
Hope you understand got a plan I can't work for Uncle Sam
People think they know who I should be don't give a damn
Like how could you tell me
When you ain't me
I been doing more shit alone lately
And I love it
Eyes closed with headphones bumping
Mind gone high sayin f*ck it
Tryna keep it on subject
I don't do the drama I ain't fussing
If you do then you a
It's no discussion
Put my heart on percussion
Know that life is fast so I'm running
Pray that it's the bag forever coming
Gotta keep this bitch jumping
I need a reboot or something
L-O-V-E why you bluffing
Heart freeze in the summer
All that it needed was drummers
This is the season for love yea
My heart it freeze in the summer
This is the season for love yea
These days
Love is so frightening
Most of us rather not try it
Cupid fast but I'm not on the chase now
Got a missionary friend that I want to see face down