prod. @greaf

Lyrics:

(Verse)
I don't got a job cuz I don't wanna leave the crib when thinkin bout if I should end it troubbled times got me sittin home,
Coupple dollars sittin on the counter Im conflicted should I try and pocket this or leave it right out near the stove,
You could make assumptions when Im steppin in the function but I know you fuckin think Im nothin I heard this shit before,
Death is really nothin but a slut who tryna fuck and when I feel her sneakin up I gotta tell her I ain't ready no

(Chorus)
And I can hear the pain in your voice when you speakin in my face in hopes to maybe fill the void oh,
But you an angel by choice so baby you ain't gotta worry I'll be straight by the mornin oh,
But everytime you hold me you take it away,
All the pain feel it fading away,
But I just wanna hold you and make it okay,
You make me think that we one and the same

(Verse 2)
Another rhyme Im spittin will the world acknowledge this well fuck it I don't want the fame or nothin nah I gotta different goal,
Fuck your diamond wrist and golden tires on your whips I wanna crib where I can kick it and provide got a little dough,
I seen alot of shit that fucked me up I thought that this was just my luck but now I got some homies I don't gotta feel alone,
And yeah I wanna bitch but I can't trust alot of them so if Im on my own again I guess its how its fuckin meant to go

(Chorus)
And I can hear the pain in your voice when you speakin in my face in hopes to maybe fill the void oh,
But you an angel by choice so baby you ain't gotta worry I'll be straight by the mornin oh,
But everytime you hold me you take it away,
All the pain feel it fading away,
But I just wanna hold you and make it okay,
You make me think that we one and the same

one and the same (prod. GREAF)

From the fire of youth. To the passionate man. Later a mumbling vegetable. Hidden from truth denied by grace. Here lies an angel that rose from the grave. Ashes to petals. Memento Morí. 🐉🗡️

one and the same (prod. GREAF)

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