CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : SUNSET
Alright, that's good
September tears was the common place
Remember I got the car from my momma race
Home doing 70 I'm trying, that's some stupid sh*t
Driving like the fact my love is dying, it's worth losing it
Aye, already broke and if I lose I might be through with this
My summer's been losing, loosen, delusion, confuse reclusion
And bruised ribs, I think the reaper recruiting me
Now my demons just cruise with me
Chasing sleep that's alluding to me
Can't delete all that stupid sh*t
I owe Miles an apology
Went foul from across the street
She endowed with the thought of me
She ain't ask me for none of this sh*t
I ask my dad if there's a point to this sh*t
I ask my past if I was born for this sh*t
My daddy laugh and started pointing at sh*t
F**k meditation, need some noise in this b*t*h
My mind get quiet then my vice will crawl inside and take my voice and my fists
What rhymes with tire, pacifying, all the poison is listless
I'm a broken man toting broken zen in my poem
Other half, for my n***as serve to a company misery
Certain something's just missing, her surface soft
But she my rock, she tell me she miss me
I current cross so much away
I value loss 'cause nothing perfect stays
September tears was the common place
Remember I got the car from my momma race
Home doing 70 I'm trying, that's some stupid sh*t
Driving like the fact my love is dying, it's worth losing it
Aye, already broke and if I lose I might be through with this
My summer's been losing, loosen, delusion, confuse reclusion
And bruised ribs, I think the reaper recruiting me
Now my demons just cruise with me
Chasing sleep that's alluding to me
Can't delete all that stupid sh*t
I owe Miles an apology
Went foul from across the street
She endowed with the thought of me
She ain't ask me for none of this sh*t
I ask my dad if there's a point to this sh*t
I ask my past if I was born for this sh*t
My daddy laugh and started pointing at sh*t
F**k meditation, need some noise in this b*t*h
My mind get quiet then my vice will crawl inside and take my voice and my fists
What rhymes with tire, pacifying, all the poison is listless
I'm a broken man toting broken zen in my poem
Other half, for my n***as serve to a company misery
Certain something's just missing, her surface soft
But she my rock, she tell me she miss me
I current cross so much away
I value loss 'cause nothing perfect stays
