Im paranoid I hate to sleep alone
My mind playing tricks trying to break my zone
Lost a lot trying to reach the throne
Many nights I aint making home
She wants me there its like I need a clone
I try my best no matter what its like I'm always wrong
I guess its why I wrote this song
Just hopping you would call my phone
Money hit my line
And I'm on top like all the time
Girl you know I'm on my grime
I just need some peace of mind
I hope she hears this shit and press rewind
We went our separate ways until next time
Its not a race its a marathon
At times I feel I stand beyond
I take it as a lesson learned
And then we cross the finish line
Thank god I woke up in the morning and see the sunshine through the blinds
At times I sit an reminisce on all the things I left behind
Rest in peace this peace of mind
Someday we will reunite
This is the shit that your baby bounce to
Promise you that I'll make a baby with you
Make a momma of you
Ain't no drama with you
My baby brings heat like a momma does too
wrote
wrong
would
whisper
where
wants
trying
tricks
times
throne
things
these
sunshine
sound
sleep
until
separate
reunite
reach
rather
playing
party
weezy
ocean
crying
promise
college
cause
cross
stand
breath
learned
break
guess
brings
paranoid
behind
always
babies
alright
grime
hears
phone
bahamas
blinds
again
through
pride
nights
cheesy
beyond
reminisce
listen
coming
because
leave
clone
drama
start
drums
finish
higher
peace
control
hopping
there
someday
jungle
lesson
momma
thank
money
rewind
press
loose
getting
making
alone
marathon
homage
maybe
bounce
million
matter
morning
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