sequence

Produced by Isaiah Kaleo, saintbelt, Rambo
Written by Isaiah Fitzgerald

Knew you would sit up there and act all day
Who gave you permission just to act all day
I know for a fact I won’t get over this
In my mind I can’t seeing this going my way

Feel in love with the sequence
I’ve been indecent, plead my heart
How can I see when, you playing your defense
Baby don’t leave me
I’ve been in too deep in

Why you been MIA?
Why you finesse my heart and took my soul to leave me dead
Why the fuck you up leave when you was in my bed?
Them arguments in the night leaves me so red
Now you in my head

Knew you would sit up there and act all day
Who gave you permission just to act all day
I know for a fact I won’t get over this
In my mind I can’t seeing this going my way

Feel in love with the sequence
I’ve been indecent, plead my heart
How can I see when, you playing your defense
Baby don’t leave me
I’ve been in too deep in

I got it baby, slow burn
Don’t need this noise in my brain
Distract myself to find time
Not the same when I’m misdirected
You know I be stressed insane
Since we see like night and day
With you, it’s andale 
Loving you was a part of me, okay?
Leave the embarassment
Know I want it bad but
I can’t take it there girl
No more chasin’ exes
I’ll need more than therapy
No more playing safety
Why ain’t you come save me, my love?

Knew you would sit up there and act all day 
Who gave you permission just to act all day
I know for a fact I won’t get over this
In my mind I can’t seeing this going my way

Feel in love with the sequence
I’ve been indecent, plead my heart
How can I see when, you playing your defense
Baby don’t leave me
I’ve been in too deep in

sequence

i pop my collar put my chains on
you kno i get it
i raised myself so when that pain come i neva feel it
cuz once you get to my level, aint nothin', no turnin back
im tired of listenin.. watchu say
my heart gon tell me where you at
in the field dodgin bullets i need ma gun
finna stick to my bitch cuz she the one

my heart gon tell me where you at

im drinking henny and im blackin out
ion think she understand what im talkin bout
yo new man he dont what we on about
if he not richer get him out
i got a place for you
in my heart, girl
we can travel there take it farther
thats not what you sayin'
oh you wanna play those games..
oh you wanna change my ways
girl you gon have to stay the same for me

henny

ye
got my bitch she wrapped up in that fendi
she love that prada, louie, and she luv dat fendi
oh she gon love up on me, oh she want a family
i had to kick the bitch out and pass the hoe a plan b
i kno she need it, know she need it, kno she need it now
this hoe done spilled my fukn cup i had to kick her out
know she using me but i cannot fall
made a promise with god and i cannot fold

fendi

its the middle of the summer
still got my moncleezyy
not built for tha summer
get checks, its too easy
might cop that new hummer
and yo bitch way too ez
might fk her then dump her
i was skipping class couldn't give a fucc abt the history
cuz i knew them jews was bad
im missin tanya from my history
got tats on my body
she love that jesus piece
tryna get real close to me but bad hoes don't get nun from me

knewthemjewswasbad  ㅤㅤ ㅤ(meta)

iyiri - hungover

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Turn up the speakers loud.

fendi

Kiyo de Rosa