Now I just wanna know Don't just sugar coat Or say it all if you want Now could you tell me like it is? Pretty little fears Music to my ears Bet you from the West Side, mmm, mmm Do better, who better? You better? Been around

She in her feelings because we ain’t speaking, but she don’t even call a nigga She gon' get nasty whenever I see her, she tryna suck all a nigga Heard you been doing business with the opps, fuck you and all them niggas We gon' keep riding around with

In my life, ill need you here, don't ask why I'll never disappear Let's take a blast to the moon baby I sit around wishing you well How I'm craving you, yeah! Every time I'm near you I always want to swallow you down I'll be right here if ya need me Why

You are the sweetest melody I never sung You are my island of love, my remedy to rescue me Tell me where the wind is blowing 'cause that's where the music's going You are my big dark blue and I wanna swim all around you I feel like I know you but you're

To the heartbeat of a lark or the lark in my heartbeat I am assured that peace will come to me A peace that can yes surpass the speed yes Of my understanding and my need The golden ratio the shell The stairs ascending round themselves The trees rustle as

I am on my way, I am on my way Stand back please Look at me good now, I'm not a fool I am on my way On my way to reach you, babe Gimme what you want Tell me how you feel I am not the one you think Then come around by my side

When it all falls, when it all falls down We'll be two souls in a ghosttown Ahhhhhh, ahhhhh I'll be your fire when the lights go out When there's no one, no one else around When the world gets cold I'll be your cover Let's just hold Onto each other

Hangin' around (ooh) Hangin' around Make me sweat, sweat Breaking out a fever, I get cranky So hot, hot Damn hot, shakes and I get shake, shake How you spin, hit the door Get myself on down the road I picked my clothes up off the floor

Fuck do you mean, "Why I showed up?" I don't need your poison 'round me Shimmy shimmy ya, shimmy yeah, shimmy yeah I'm nice if you don't fuck around Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah All of these boys, they callin' me pretty Who's your producer? Producer is Timmy

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way. Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town Waiting for someone or something to show you the way. Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to