Blood Orange, BennY RevivaL - Seven Hours Part 1 lyrics

[Blood Orange, BennY RevivaL - Seven Hours Part 1 lyrics]

Rewind the forces
Take it back to what's and rewind the forces
Take it back to what's and
Rewind the-rewind the-rewind the forces
Take it back to what's important

Family scratchin' on the surface when
I remind my choices
That I made chasin' the grave
It's really poison
We lift up our voices and holler out
Give me a second, let me settle down
Wildin' out
See, that's my problem, always guardin' out

Rewind the forces
Take it back to what's and rewind the forces
Take it back to what's important

Family scratchin' on the surface when
I remind my choices
That I made chasin' the grave
It's really poison
We lift up our voices and holler out
Give me a second, let me settle down
Wildin' out
See, that's my problem, always guardin' out

Devil get up off me 'cause my
Karma wanna swamp it out
Shovel in my coffin gettin' salty
’cause I'm stronger now
Damn, ain't had this pain
Since I was little
Nigga
Damn, that's why I changed the way I feel
Nigga
Been gettin' high with open eyes
And got the same liver
I paid the price to recognize
That I'm a made nigga
My baby left me, wasn't careful
Got me stressin'
Kinda selfish, had my lessons, always
Deadly, it's a skill
Nigga
I sniped Wesley for chestin' this question
Your blade heaven
Then are you destined to mess with
A vampire, don't standby as a passenger
They mad at us
It's satire how they add it up
'Cause I ain't think you really
Take my breath away
A better day is on the rise
Figure why chase sleep
I'm tryna live a better life
And without you, I feel I'm wastin' time
Self-medicating, self-desperation
You be in my dark thoughts
When I'm on vacation
Dev, tell 'em something
Before I sell 'em something
A fairy tale that leads to Hell
I smell the Reaper comin'
You know I'm pissed off, but listen
Ain't nothin' funny
My pockets picked on, the love gone
Right after fuckin'
I get to lick on, then you cum
Right on your tummy
I'm so descriptive
But guess what? We really want it
Flashbacks that I have when
I'm thinkin' of ya
I stack bags full of crack
Just to give you money
Please don't react like a brat, bitch
You know it's nothin'
Still put a gat to your back
When I'm sick of lovin'
I'm never cap when I rap
Really miss my homies
Can't even nap, damn, I'm trapped
Can't you hear me sufferin'?
Seem like you're likin' it, girl
Don't be fightin' it
Them Vicodins done got your blinded, dyin'
Know you're tryin' it
I'm typin' what I'm
Writin' then recording
Hope they buyin' it
Come here, baby, let me cuddle ya
For seven hours, had the power to my heart
And she devoured it
Feelin' crazy, but you lovin' it
Let's take a shower
Call a driver to bring you
By me for this punishment
See we gon' fuck with no latex, yes
I'm goin' dumb for that make-up sex
I know you feel the same
You broke my trust, bitch, I must confess
Just give me some, and it can even the bet
Made it a dirty game
Thought what we had was like a rock
Until the top
I never thought that would we
Drop just like album
You drown me 'cause you was hot
This heart's poundin'
Repeatedly
Believed you needed me
You needed me
The sex with no direction
I'm confessin' that it's eatin' me
Alive, I die
Correctin' what was killin' me

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