Letras
What was old girl stressing bout monogamy for
Dream worth going into poverty for
Wonder what Nige so confident for
Different type of sauce in my condiment drawer
Hold on to my value like a Honda Accord
Haunted by times when I offered the door
Type of guilt make you want to fall on a sword
Type of shit make you want to check in the ward
Running for the door from the second I'm bored
Pressing all my buttons now except for record
Try to find a lesson in the stresses endured
Brush our teeth before we have sex in he morn
Fall out with ya get it all out quicker
The all around picture of the mess that you are
Ready to invest in the work
Grew up on, don't touch nothing sit in the car
Man years went by in a flash, years
See young me and eye him like cashiers
Who's it gonna be drying my last tears
Music on repeat, mine or Nasir's
Trying to blast ears
Lifelong dream dead in the crosshairs
Never dye, down with the white hairs
Kent and Nige combine 79 years
Better when I care
The love's right here, forget about out there