Digital Trauma Got Me (Bleeding!)
Crystals this kush that got me (fiendin'!)
I really really hope that all my flaws hit the (Ceiling!)
Sometimes a nigga wish that nothing happens for a (Reason!)
Turn off the lights
Be my delight
Im not contrive but I like to be nice
Superstitious intuitions tend to cloud your judgement
I been plotting really really hard to be your husband,
But theres 40 fake niggas in line
How you supposed to be mine
I was made for your design
Energies they never lie
Love it when you love your life
Twist it up & puff the LAH
For your heart I pray to God that happily ever after lasts
Forever & ever
Mans aint even comfortable with all these ringing bellas
We keep playing ourselves, we been confiding in our feelings
Tryna make propellers
When we've had these wings forever, we can change the weather
Another day another click
We had too much
Could do away with all these clips
We need a gun
Busting my lead upon these scripts
I hit & run, quick before they come
Digital Trauma Got Me (Bleeding!)
Crystals this kush that got me (fiendin'!)
I really really hope that all my flaws hit the (Ceiling!)
Sometimes a nigga wish that nothing happens for a (Reason!)
Digital Trauma Got Me (Bleeding!)
Crystals this kush that got me (fiendin'!)
I really really hope that all my flaws hit the (Ceiling!)
Sometimes a nigga wish that nothing happens for a (Reason!)
Digital Trauma Got Me ... (Bleeding!)
Crystals this kush that got me ... (fiendin'!)
I really really hope that all my flaws hit the ... (Ceiling!)
Sometimes a nigga wish that nothing happens for a ... (Reason!)