Hand Holding Forming Foam Strings
I noticed, once I closed my deal
That no matter what I chose to feel
Everything is so purple and blue teal, ever since I cried out my fears craving to succeed
I've been swiping for hours but not a single face makes me desire
I go out and kick some street, saw some beautiful angels on a streak
Even though I left out my soul, like the heart that you threw on that narrow road
I've been on that vibe and ain't did nothing wrong here
My momma reached out to me and said look what God gave
Gave the years, the eyes and some golden wings
To cross the sky in a silver lining, riding on my thoughts when you were defining what my year was about in a summary
Not constantly but rather instantly became luxury, with some riches in my body and in my back
I'd rather buy me some new feelings, explore more at night, maybe some parks
But at the end, that Asian girl didn't have the spark
Maybe it was the blonde one that keep seeing from a far
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