CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Soul Ties
Soul ties, love signs. I’m on my own
Pa**in’ up road signs. I gotta go, I gotta go
Tell me how your tongue ties through all the lies
Chillin’ in the outfield waiting for a fly
Have you seen what I mean, tear my seams from inside
Hear tear drips on beat freely think every week I don’t talk about it
Talk to you don’t talk to me
That luxury piece I can’t afford
I’d rather sleep than record
Another season ignored
I dropped my keys at the door
I got my foot in of course
But I can’t tap from the source
Retweet receipts easy freed up space
I can’t breathe
Aquafina fill up boxy feelin’
Hope you never see me weak
I freeze I crease PT with drink
I smoke I cheat I tease
They tell me damn he got melodies
And that’s lovely but it’s all comedy to me
Not the type that’s funny
Do my best everyday I feel left uneasy
Starrin’ at my TV wonder how they got where they at
Stickin’ to my plan of dyin’ young
Even though I run, run, run, run, run
Do my best everyday I feel left uneasy
Starrin’ at my TV wonder how they got where they at
Stickin’ to my plan of dyin’ young
Even though I run, run, run, run, run
I can see you out my reach
Only flirt when they got five leagues on me
Retality I’ll get rich
Reality she’s a b*t*h
But formally I’m interested
Got a few watches on my wrist
To remind me I ain’t got all day
Her face like congratulations you a d**k
I got my homies on my six
Like y’all don’t know me since the sixth
I’ll be waiting for death’s kiss
So I can tongue that b*t*h and f**k her till she get restless
Sounds kind of reckless
My occupation requires my concentration be on other operations
And fires of pa**ionate love and desires
Hire a cupid to fire a volley on the entire
Bachelor season, niners attire
Cans on my tires
Do my best everyday I feel left uneasy
Starrin’ at my TV wonder how they got where they at
Stickin’ to my plan of dyin’ young
Even though I run, run, run, run, run
Do my best everyday I feel left uneasy
Starrin’ at my TV wonder how they got where they at
Stickin’ to my plan of dyin’ young
Even though I run, run, run, run, run
Soul ties, love signs, I’m on my own
Pa**in’ up road signs, I gotta go
Pa**in’ up road signs. I gotta go, I gotta go
Tell me how your tongue ties through all the lies
Chillin’ in the outfield waiting for a fly
Have you seen what I mean, tear my seams from inside
Hear tear drips on beat freely think every week I don’t talk about it
Talk to you don’t talk to me
That luxury piece I can’t afford
I’d rather sleep than record
Another season ignored
I dropped my keys at the door
I got my foot in of course
But I can’t tap from the source
Retweet receipts easy freed up space
I can’t breathe
Aquafina fill up boxy feelin’
Hope you never see me weak
I freeze I crease PT with drink
I smoke I cheat I tease
They tell me damn he got melodies
And that’s lovely but it’s all comedy to me
Not the type that’s funny
Do my best everyday I feel left uneasy
Starrin’ at my TV wonder how they got where they at
Stickin’ to my plan of dyin’ young
Even though I run, run, run, run, run
Do my best everyday I feel left uneasy
Starrin’ at my TV wonder how they got where they at
Stickin’ to my plan of dyin’ young
Even though I run, run, run, run, run
I can see you out my reach
Only flirt when they got five leagues on me
Retality I’ll get rich
Reality she’s a b*t*h
But formally I’m interested
Got a few watches on my wrist
To remind me I ain’t got all day
Her face like congratulations you a d**k
I got my homies on my six
Like y’all don’t know me since the sixth
I’ll be waiting for death’s kiss
So I can tongue that b*t*h and f**k her till she get restless
Sounds kind of reckless
My occupation requires my concentration be on other operations
And fires of pa**ionate love and desires
Hire a cupid to fire a volley on the entire
Bachelor season, niners attire
Cans on my tires
Do my best everyday I feel left uneasy
Starrin’ at my TV wonder how they got where they at
Stickin’ to my plan of dyin’ young
Even though I run, run, run, run, run
Do my best everyday I feel left uneasy
Starrin’ at my TV wonder how they got where they at
Stickin’ to my plan of dyin’ young
Even though I run, run, run, run, run
Soul ties, love signs, I’m on my own
Pa**in’ up road signs, I gotta go
