Hum a little as you go
Oh oh oh
No one really has control
It's gone just like that
I broke my leg ice skating, ain't that some gay ass shit?
I got a new chair, five stick of deodorant
I wear shorts outside and I don't care how cold it get
So that's a square on white people bingo
Frio in the fridge of my favorite porch from back when
I'll never be there again
I only got one damn picture
I deleted the other for storage so I could download an app
That ended up being trash
So now my memories bad like the Notebook spoiler
But you know what fuck it
Me and my chums spit raw, get duckets
Trying to find a way I can purchase nantucket
And reclaim it as a sovereign nation for gay functions
Damn it all
Trip a bit before I fall
Skip a little trying to get jiggy with y'all
I had to get in the rhythm
Black Mamba transition from Shaq to Gasol, shifting but winning
Hum a little as you go
No one really has control
It's gone just like that Lovely
Lovely, Lovely
It's gone just like that Lovely
Lovely, Lovely
It's gone just like that Love
Just like that
Lovely like the sun on the meadow where the flowers grow
Hot caramel macchiato, looking over powdered snow
Trying to keep my stress, my anxiety mighty low
Naturally, you might catch me smoking on these isotopes
Peeping out my hiding hole just to see who's here
My brother Wic and he brought a wick and a couple beers
Reminiscing about ninth grade civics, man what a year
Keep your friends close, loved ones closer it would appear that
Right now, we can really see them lights now
Things we only dreamed at night, wow
Take control and live this lifestyle, this life
Right now, we can really see them lights now
Things we only dreamed at night, wow
Take control and live this life, this life
No one really has control
It's gone just like that Lovely
Lovely, Lovely
It's gone just like that Lovely
Lovely, Lovely
It's gone just like that
Final is a bold statement for a distant view
I'm grateful to be old, I'm able to be something new
Final is a bold statement for a distant view
I'm grateful to be old, I'm able to be something new
New
Final is a bold statement for a distant view
I'm grateful to be old, I'm able to be something new
Final is a bold statement for a distant view
I'm grateful to be old, I'm able to be something new
