Marlon Craft - Consequences lyrics
Marlon Craft [Marlon Sean Cirker] Manhattan, New York, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Marlon Craft - Consequences lyrics]
You don’t really wanna go there with me
Keep it slow there with me hold on
When I fight ain’t the type
To really go there gently i’ll be big stress
Baby it’s a summer day
Can we run away for the night, chyeah
Summerscape and my tummy’s straight
Over ice yeah
Done complaining, there’s love to make
No more fights yeah
I ain’t tryna preview consequences
Daytime drinking chai tea
I got wifey right beside me
Brown skin and she 5’3 and she
Speak truth like the IC
Love her like so I never
Make her an empty promise
She let me do the fork for the empanadas
And we already good makin extra product
Cause I swear
I swear you couldn’t throw enough shade
To stack up to all the
Pain eclipsed wit her smile
Told her I want lick you from
Yo head to yo toes
And I’mma stop off in the middle for a while
And when we argue it just never end
Like when the debate starts
You gotta settle in
Cause you know we ain’t the
Type for just settlin’
We won’t stop til we talk to
Our detriment and my apologies
Can we make a new policy?
Can I love you and you love me and
We don’t make it hard often please?
Hold up, one time
You don’t really wanna go there with me
Keep it slow there with me hold on
When I fight ain’t the type
To really go there gently i’ll be big stress
Baby it’s a summer day
Can we run away for the night, chyeah
Summerscape and my tummy’s straight over ice
Yeah done complaining, there’s love to make
No more fights, yeah
I ain’t tryna preview consequences
Ain’t a lotta money in bein real
There's even less in bein good people
Got in the door wantin everyone to be more
Realized all my wildest doubts
Were mad reasonable tryna dodge the evils
Family always on my cerebral
Cause they always there
And they always care and they the reason
I can be who I be too
Shouts my pops he the original me
Shouts my moms for the hope, yeah
Shouts my sis she pushed limit's of me
Shouts my dog she the goat
But you should hear the rage
At my residence bro
Family debates so presidential
How does a place with so much
Love switch pace so much? We go so up-tempo
Every day I effects bro, I get so upset yo
Tell em how it is, I don’t know no gentle
So don’t you set me off
I ain’t tryna offend you but
Hold up, one time
You don’t really wanna go there with me
Keep it slow there with me hold on
When I fight ain’t the type
To really go there gently i’ll be big stress
Baby it’s a summer day
Can we run away for the night chyeah
Summerscape and my tummy’s straight over ice
Yeah done complaining, there’s love to make
No more fights yeah
I ain’t tryna preview consequences