[Verse 1]
Nowadays life passes like a fast car
My momma told me ‘son never take it too far’
Going parties even though I like my house more
Hiding secrets like your mind is just a locked door
If looks could kill then she a stone-cold killer
She got lips like a cushion with those wack lip fillers
No matter who you talk too, they’ll say the same thing that nobody who gone hate on someone is ever gone win, we got
Five years till we leaving out this atmosphere
Never take me serious, exactly why I hate it here
Sipping on a bottle like I got a place to be tonight
But really I’m just all alone, the only thing I do is write
Lyrics in a book and then rap em over hot beats
Mix em till it’s 2 am and put them on a spreadsheet
Then open up an app and work on shit for TV
Send it off to studios hoping that they will pay me
[Chorus 1]
Thoughts on my balcony, looking over city lights
Every night I wonder if we’ll ever really be alright
Thoughts on my balcony, that is when I just pretend
That life is like a movie and our stories all have happy end-
-Ings, brunette with pearls, wanted wedding rings
And finer things, stirring up the pot, I’m meddling
New friends cause I’m going new places, seeing new faces, shit feels amazing
Nowadays life passes like a fast car
My momma told me ‘son never take it too far’
Going parties even though I like my house more
Hiding secrets like your mind is just a locked door
If looks could kill then she a stone-cold killer
She got lips like a cushion with those wack lip fillers
No matter who you talk too, they’ll say the same thing that nobody who gone hate on someone is ever gone win, we got
Five years till we leaving out this atmosphere
Never take me serious, exactly why I hate it here
Sipping on a bottle like I got a place to be tonight
But really I’m just all alone, the only thing I do is write
Lyrics in a book and then rap em over hot beats
Mix em till it’s 2 am and put them on a spreadsheet
Then open up an app and work on shit for TV
Send it off to studios hoping that they will pay me
[Chorus 1]
Thoughts on my balcony, looking over city lights
Every night I wonder if we’ll ever really be alright
Thoughts on my balcony, that is when I just pretend
That life is like a movie and our stories all have happy end-
-Ings, brunette with pearls, wanted wedding rings
And finer things, stirring up the pot, I’m meddling
New friends cause I’m going new places, seeing new faces, shit feels amazing
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