Sewerperson, JabariOnTheBeat - the2 lyrics
[Sewerperson, JabariOnTheBeat - the2 lyrics]
I love you, KXVI jabariOnTheBeat
He is not the one i am not the one
But damn, I'm pretty close
But we just playing on frail love
With me baby, just picket the bag
Wallet or watch
He on the fence about it like he put the
"For sale" up
I'm eating heavy on these beats while
He just picking the kale up
That jealousy in his cells and I'm
Just pushing the bail up
She text me 20 times, I read
It all at once likе, baby
I'm picking the mail up
I could say some shit I shouldn't, yeah
But I keep it all to mе
I could say some shit you wouldn't like
She like "Oh, you think you Socrates"
Bitch, words are my job, yeah
I'd bless you through my teeth
If you talk cordially
Yeah, I ain't have a choice to be great, no
No i just gotta be, yeah
Oh, I'm really ready bitch, I'm ready Freddy
I pull up with my guys like Ed, Edd n Eddy
I stack soup cups
I guess this that alphagetti
Why would I need a therapist with
Half a bokkle left of Remy?
Random ass face tryna fuck me, right
Catch me in a time when my confidence spiked
That only comes when I'm drunk and high
Like that one song
You lucky that I'm both tonight
Running my fade
I don't try to attract static
If I let the goons out, they gon' wreak havoc
Boy, you fucking with the scum
You got to have brain damage
They gon' leave you with a wound
That you unable to bandage
My conscience put me right but my
Brain made me an addict
Count the money I had spent on liquor
I'd buy a Patek if it's not in the bank then
I keep it in the attic
I don't know his bitch but he
All mad she my fanatic
He is not the one i am not the one
But damn I'm pretty close
But we just playing on frail love
And I've had plenty times where it
Turn into a stale love
I'm not tryna be cold
I'm just scared I'ma fail love
I pull on this BAPE over my head and I vibe
I think about the moments where
I know I should've died
So even when I'm down
I'm still grateful I'm alive
If you touching down turn around
I'm in my mind for the night
He is not the one i am not the one
But damn, I'm pretty close
But we just playing on frail love
With me baby, just picket the bag
Wallet or watch
He on the fence about it like he put the
"For sale" up
I'm eating heavy on these beats while
He just picking the kale up
That jealousy in his cells and I'm
Just pushing the bail up
She text me 20 times, I read
It all at once likе, baby
I'm picking the mail up
I could say some shit I shouldn't, yeah
But I keep it all to mе
I could say some shit you wouldn't like
She like "Oh, you think you Socrates"
Bitch, words are my job, yeah
I'd bless you through my teeth
If you talk cordially
Yeah, I ain't have a choice to be great, no
No i just gotta be, yeah
Oh, I'm really ready bitch, I'm ready Freddy
I pull up with my guys like Ed, Edd n Eddy
I stack soup cups
I guess this that alphagetti
Why would I need a therapist with
Half a bokkle left of Remy?
Random ass face tryna fuck me, right
Catch me in a time when my confidence spiked
That only comes when I'm drunk and high
Like that one song
You lucky that I'm both tonight
Running my fade
I don't try to attract static
If I let the goons out, they gon' wreak havoc
Boy, you fucking with the scum
You got to have brain damage
They gon' leave you with a wound
That you unable to bandage
My conscience put me right but my
Brain made me an addict
Count the money I had spent on liquor
I'd buy a Patek if it's not in the bank then
I keep it in the attic
I don't know his bitch but he
All mad she my fanatic
He is not the one i am not the one
But damn I'm pretty close
But we just playing on frail love
And I've had plenty times where it
Turn into a stale love
I'm not tryna be cold
I'm just scared I'ma fail love
I pull on this BAPE over my head and I vibe
I think about the moments where
I know I should've died
So even when I'm down
I'm still grateful I'm alive
If you touching down turn around
I'm in my mind for the night