litty from Sol by Sefu

This ain’t bout going viral
This that written in a spiral
This that pyro
This that
On bible
I put my pride on a high road
He got deep word
And a deep stroke
Lotta weed smoke
Lotta weak coping, aye
I’m a addict I’m gon’ hit the spot
Don’t gotta ask is you coming or not
Is u stupid
Why don’t I take you in my wings and just tuck you
Why you only feel all of these things when I

She said one thing you not gon’ box me in
Exchange energy then we box again
Damn, we don’t even talk again
Thought it was finna be rings in a box again
I just cry a pretty stream and kick rocks with my feet and then
Harps and synths, strings again
Bars and riffs, the reasoning
Why couldn’t we rise up above where the event went
Instead you wanna get even in the evening

She want record on the VHS
And I’m just tryna be next quest
Or be next DOOM
Or be next West
And be my best
Why you equate me to stress

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