prod. heyBlicky

When the
Pride come
Insecurity follows
So I'm
Lookin funny at these dudes
Securing these models
Reassure you the motto's followed
Except for our love
All about the cream but i'm protected with my love
They got no drip so they pissed like orange yellow
Bounce like Boba, that's foreign jello
Lonzo, Lamello
Hell of an instrumental
Shit's an ensemble
Straight from my memos
Roxanne's nephew, here to check you
Don't press a girl you met, cuz she still ain't text you
If you wouldn't be her friend, don't let her sex you
Attachment anxiety from sex gon vex you
Body genuine, I lost my sense of time
And every cent and dime, that's a penny for yo thotty
Mosquitos roam when ya flaunt yo body, so
Leave me alone, wutcha want is not me
Can't run away from it
Can't run to it
Don't write in vain
Gotta let it run through em
When I gotta say som
But I feel muted
I cry out the pain
Into some beautiful music
You gimme confidence to be me
You keep on callin when I need peace
Knowledge, wellness, selfless flower
If i win, that win is ours
[Play me that one tune that] got me fiendin for more
I get jaded to you and it's cool to leave it alone
Take a break from you to realize you always my home
Breaking what you gimme would be breaking my bones
When the grey was consumin
And I resumed to be cold
You gave me what you knew
And with an infinite soul
I've taken it in vain
I know that I cannot repay it
But know you appreciated
You my beautiful foundation
You go
Bm bm, bm bm b bm
I'll be lovin you from womb to da tomb
No matter what they take they ain't takin you
No matter what they say
hate is hate
Truth is truth
Ay, look where we at, look where we ran
Look up when lookin back
If I want it then I take it
I'm not daunted by a plaque
I'm just haunted by the fact
Money, comfort, fame, and power
Getchu ego trippin bad
If you dont keep yo head intact

DUH-BUH-YOO

beg for me

absolutely pathetic

vocals - chorus: Trinity Veal
bgvox: Janae Spradley (N4E)

Sometimes I become a push over
Other times I don't look sober
Cold world, give em my good shoulder
Hold in grudges, judgment, ugly
Feel like a child wantin everyone to love me
Love is blind, it was lust when you fucked me though
Trust me, reminisce how I rushed each
gushy story
Right my wrongs, if it's really a thing
I can rap, cook it up, fuck it up, sing
I could act good enough like it's nothing
In reality I needa get to studying
Drownin in a complex muddy thing
Everything we need is a money thing
Bad days, burn out, everybody things
Fast pace, slow route, don't slouch
life a bee, no matter what it sting

Baby I'm falling
(I gotta back away)
Maybe my problems
(Fall on me this way)
Take me to autumn
(I don't see a break)
I keep on falling

WANNABE CYPHER #5

Thanks
🐟💙📘
Paul Nostalgia - vocals (singing/rapping), piano, producing (under producer tag "heyBlicky"), songwriting

Pavel Pavlovich Laska

Pavlik

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