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Boil water for my French press | Light an L to alleviate the head stress | My emotions roll over like the head rest
Boil water for my French press Light an L to alleviate the head stress My emotions roll over like the head rest On the plane I connected under sunsets Start a rhyme for the time I got nothing left Mom's screaming, times beaming, gotta make the best Out of this holiday weekend, what a success I'm not high this evening, what an upset Which flight will get me lifted where the sun rest? Time zones, don't know if she up yet Google drone, metro phone, what's the subset Finding out on your location what is obsess? I'm just kidding for the moment, maybe not yet Steady chasing your reflection, so eternal yet She was mountainous like Denver It's cold inside this rental Oh how you would November Hug me tighter in the winter Sweater sessions, touching linen Fire burning on your shoulder, you remember That our life is all worth living Even in times of forgiveness It hurts to be so cold Seeing you warm within December Without your favorite nigga Bob could prolly paint that pictures Flowers on your windows Because you're my favorite art You're my canvas, you're my heart On this tablet I forgot All this love from the start Has got me thinking of this since we are apart, hey Never (never) Oh (never) Never (never) Have I met someone like you Oh-oh Never (never) Oh (never) Never (never) Have I met someone like you Oh-oh, uhuh Let's get this popping fam I'm ready for the world tour Showed me two options so I had to take the third door Had to take some time to analyse what really hurts more Vacant from the nine to five or being poor and going for it Some say I'll be without, but time is really all we have Walking round, hazy vision, living in a time lapse We were never meant for that I admire momma, spent her life So my environment's conducive to aspiring She's ironclad When life strikes, she fires back, resilient despite my dad's absence Oh I admire that I got my CDs, my T's and my flyers packed This is for my young lads and those who love my prior acts Lump me with the 2010 kids who rap sad, an act cathartic Middle class agression once expressed through wack guitar riffs Too profound, leave a passerby so astounded Why this kid lost his shit in the parking lot of Target? Men it's deeper than that And this ain't for the niggas who would tweet before act This is for my people out of reach of relief, can't speak so they rap For the tongue tied young minds out seeking a gat Holding on to their sanity while we preaching our sentiments Of love in humanity while they can't see the evidence Been through the ringer of self-doubt and depression It ain't a preference I hope they hear me, 'cause I'll be here telling them that Never (never) Oh (never) Never (never) Have I met someone like you Oh-oh Never (never) Oh (never) Never (never) Have I met someone like you Oh-oh, uhuh Turbulence! (Turbulence!) Is more than mere disturbances Helps you learn to yearn for life To reassess your worth and shit Keep it in (balance) Try to have a (good time) Treat yourself and seek some help (and you'll be just fine) Turbulence! (Turbulence!) Is more than mere disturbances Helps you learn to yearn for life To reassess your worth and shit Keep it in (balance) Try to have a (good time) Don't forget to be yourself (and I'll be just fine) I'll be just fine
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