Beats...Anyone want to buy one...get at me with a price..werd
Lyrics
She was wearing violet overcoats..it musta been the burgundy
Certainly her certainty was exclaimated//
I took a breath expecting less..mag-nolia
The stagnance sets/
I took a step not to regret my later conquest
When revised…
my eyelids tickling with epiphanies
Constricting me, envisioning the whispering of her perfume//
The nervousness consumed...first impression might be doomed
Gotta make my move..before she gets up and heads out the room//
My routes in tuned..feel my soul mate getting closer
Approach her..i try to grab her but she takes a look at me and runs
Im feeling stunned..perfect picture of us smashed together
Clashed ill severed every picture that I stole from her
My soul is burnt…following..the hobbie
Charcoal throbbing//
i felt the pounding of my body saying follow through
the night was young…saw her kissin on some dude and next/
Paper said they smelled her, found a mag-nolia on her chest
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