Lyrics

Searching for the gold, standing on my toes Got me tripping, strike a pose Break a heart for a minute, how it goes I set the bar I turn the heat up when it snows You counting scars, I'm counting blessings for the most part Carry all the weight while you be stressing bout a chrome heart Slid into a lane, I'm getting cozy playing Mozart I'm taking aim, throw darts Gave you all I am Allergic to the plan, I'm getting sick of going out more Hanging up the towel, but they begging for an encore I see the strain, my limbs be getting too sore You envy pain, you shopping stories like a shoe store Circle drains, give me comfort for the new lore Scared to see it straight, so I invest into a few more, a new core Air is frigid when you working with the canceled plans Working hard, but he bleeding, check my brother's hands I know you with me, but I'm worried when I check the stands I wanna see you You pop a bottle, but I told you that it's lethal Talking big, but the bubble, it be see-through You hate truth Create a body for the masses, couldn't meet you You didn't love me till the plasma came gushing out Tougher crowd, chewing through the hustle in my open mouth Speaking loud, got it off the muscle, make my momma proud Geeking out, see you through the smoke, am I supposed to bow? Yeah, am I supposed to bow?
Writer(s): Westside Junn Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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