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lyrics
I see my vibe getting cold, they call it often a grief,
what’s my attention went just off for a weekend
and them guts remain silent.
Behold, such a life you live and goals you achieve,
catching up has always been a disease,
so our progress is violent.
I knock on her door with an impressive form
and she’s outta go to bed, but tired and dormant and for me,
she won’t spare her trunk a pillow, next time,
I’ll try to keep my head down and my emotions silent,
the vibes survive.
The boys survive, heard the crashes were enough to call it,
so I spread the focus on the doors I knocked were for me and
no man will approach your hide the same way I did,
I’ll keep my aspirations high, and our next bars violent,
the vibes survive.