Smoke DZA, Xharlie Black - The Last Term lyrics
[Smoke DZA, Xharlie Black - The Last Term lyrics]
We been going through, going through
Going through the same situation
For so much longer than I can remember, oh
And I know we getting down
Getting down to your last ounce of patience
And it all might slip real soon
If the scales don't tip
Uh, it was a life thing, circle of trust
A million carats to a shaky place
Tryna figure out, what's the status?
I was on the road
Couldn't figure out a real balance
So, it's text messages, Facetime
I know you had it with me dinner cold
Tryna stay up to see what happened with me
Session ended, chasing the bread
Ain't nothing happen really
TBT back when it was bliss
Shit our pack was litty
Made it out, my alter-ego turned to a package
We was a-alikes
How did we fix it when it's way out of sight?
A cold world without your presence
Got me hating nights
We been going through, going through
Going through the same situation
(The money good, but shit I hate the life)
For so much longer than I can remember, oh
(It's probably too late to ask for patience
Right?) and I know we getting down
Getting down to your last ounce of patience
And it all might slip real soon
If the scales don't tip
Maybe could've been more thorough
Never did I not be true
The only way I know go turbo
You knew what you got into
Caught up in the moment
Now we're moving back oh my god, please
Point me to the nearest pastor
Feels real heavy when you waiting on some
(A cold world without your presence
Got me hating nights)
We still going through, going through
Going through the same situation
(The money good, but shit I hate the life)
For so much longer than I can remember, oh
(It's probably too late to ask for patience
Right?) and I know we getting down
Getting down to your last ounce of patience
(Praying for a breakthrough)
And it all might slip real soon
If the scales don't tip, no
The Last Term, uh
Going through the same situation
For so much longer than I can remember, oh
And I know we getting down
Getting down to your last ounce of patience
And it all might slip real soon
If the scales don't tip
Uh, it was a life thing, circle of trust
A million carats to a shaky place
Tryna figure out, what's the status?
I was on the road
Couldn't figure out a real balance
So, it's text messages, Facetime
I know you had it with me dinner cold
Tryna stay up to see what happened with me
Session ended, chasing the bread
Ain't nothing happen really
TBT back when it was bliss
Shit our pack was litty
Made it out, my alter-ego turned to a package
We was a-alikes
How did we fix it when it's way out of sight?
A cold world without your presence
Got me hating nights
We been going through, going through
Going through the same situation
(The money good, but shit I hate the life)
For so much longer than I can remember, oh
(It's probably too late to ask for patience
Right?) and I know we getting down
Getting down to your last ounce of patience
And it all might slip real soon
If the scales don't tip
Maybe could've been more thorough
Never did I not be true
The only way I know go turbo
You knew what you got into
Caught up in the moment
Now we're moving back oh my god, please
Point me to the nearest pastor
Feels real heavy when you waiting on some
(A cold world without your presence
Got me hating nights)
We still going through, going through
Going through the same situation
(The money good, but shit I hate the life)
For so much longer than I can remember, oh
(It's probably too late to ask for patience
Right?) and I know we getting down
Getting down to your last ounce of patience
(Praying for a breakthrough)
And it all might slip real soon
If the scales don't tip, no
The Last Term, uh