Contour, Garrott Odom - When The Stars Align lyrics
[Contour, Garrott Odom - When The Stars Align lyrics]
These times I'm tied as tennis
Shoes don't get it misconstrued
This what I'm meant to do
Talking slick will get you
Whipped and bruised
Broken down like fishes food we
On a different route
Women digging all in my life trying to
Get the scoop but who is you?
I don't buy gas unless it's
Getting time to re-up
Posted with my feet up, praying to my Jesus
To stop me from being a heathen
We been getting wild all weekend
Wondering how is this so normal to us?
It ain't even normal to feel love
We looking at relationships as a
Place to get stuck
Instead of something to build us
Up and gain trust
Almost dying so much got me oh so fucked up
My ex got me the same way
If her ass hit me up
You outta luck I'm out of
Time for bullshit baby sorry
I could never go backwards passing all of my
Past failed endeavors I'm onto much better
I needed this got out my slump and got
Focused on getting rich
Clocking in for dough is
Something I've done before
I gotta get it all even
If it's coming in low
Cause low cash way better than no cash
You think money move so fast 'til
Time chop and screw your ass
These fickle women I blow past
I need something concrete
Many things in life have broke my heart but
That's a pain thats bound to leave
These words that I leave I
Hope that they breathe life in the weak
Insight for the type that need guidance
Scott Mescudi wildin' cause I'm
Young, high, drunk, and violent
The evil tell me secrets but
Them whispers all fall silent
I never let a woman's
Potential disguise what's
Really in front of my eyes
Your actions what's telling them lies
I hustle for me and mines cause it was
Days where niggas swayed and planned to rob
Pote Man couldn't keep a job
We was looking for the stars
Knowing they would soon align now it's time
Shoes don't get it misconstrued
This what I'm meant to do
Talking slick will get you
Whipped and bruised
Broken down like fishes food we
On a different route
Women digging all in my life trying to
Get the scoop but who is you?
I don't buy gas unless it's
Getting time to re-up
Posted with my feet up, praying to my Jesus
To stop me from being a heathen
We been getting wild all weekend
Wondering how is this so normal to us?
It ain't even normal to feel love
We looking at relationships as a
Place to get stuck
Instead of something to build us
Up and gain trust
Almost dying so much got me oh so fucked up
My ex got me the same way
If her ass hit me up
You outta luck I'm out of
Time for bullshit baby sorry
I could never go backwards passing all of my
Past failed endeavors I'm onto much better
I needed this got out my slump and got
Focused on getting rich
Clocking in for dough is
Something I've done before
I gotta get it all even
If it's coming in low
Cause low cash way better than no cash
You think money move so fast 'til
Time chop and screw your ass
These fickle women I blow past
I need something concrete
Many things in life have broke my heart but
That's a pain thats bound to leave
These words that I leave I
Hope that they breathe life in the weak
Insight for the type that need guidance
Scott Mescudi wildin' cause I'm
Young, high, drunk, and violent
The evil tell me secrets but
Them whispers all fall silent
I never let a woman's
Potential disguise what's
Really in front of my eyes
Your actions what's telling them lies
I hustle for me and mines cause it was
Days where niggas swayed and planned to rob
Pote Man couldn't keep a job
We was looking for the stars
Knowing they would soon align now it's time