prΓ¦y (prod.ππππππππ) by inmortemβ’ published on 2022-07-01T23:16:19Z The way that it is is the way that it goes, the way that we move : nobody knows : let emβ pull-up like I donβt know. All of my time spent I suppose. tell me when, Iβm going ghost. just say how, it over flows. All of the answers how I soak, Let it enfold. All of my hopes like the ropes when I bounce back you donβt know call up my phone, call me a phantom now; cause in the dark I still glow. Talking down man; you need a team? Couldnβt be I, thass not me. At the scene he need a beam? I Laugh at that shit & proceed. He need a crew, need a referee : I juss be puffing on my leaf. All of the words "cliche" as I speak but in return vehicles to their hearse. Diamonds threads with a purse. She on my right with this curse β§ Never thought I could perverse Tip of my tongues spills these words. Back of my lungs holds this plague Venom I spit for you to portray , toxins within so decay. I been faded for days. She been with me through this haze, We been stackin getting paid, steady packin till I lay 6 ft within the grave. Let it enfold. All of my hopes like the ropes when I bounce back you donβt know call up my phone call me a phantom now cause in the dark I still glow. The way that it curves to her sides. hourglass shape : no lie. Lay her down & before my eyes watch as she ride, hourglass shape to my face . , burning sides, no trace. undercoverZzZ we lay. * note : third version of this song Genre electronic Comment by maddisin star firme! 2024-01-10T21:28:40Z