Right there
Romanchikku
GENRE
She a romantic
Fall in love
Last minute
With a boy
Who gon keep her
Okay
Then I hit my low real quick
Cause she told me that she loved me
Then I hold on to that shit
For 3 years
Now I'm at a loss
I can't ever tell her how I'm feeling
So I jot
Honestly, I'd rather go and tell her right there
Hate I throw my feeling at her every time we talk
I'd just rather tell her how I'm my feelings right there
You my diary
And my thoughts pyrotechnic
Cause that friction shit
Entirely
Live rent-free so I constantly
Make money from retirees
Like you don’t really listen to my shit
Just to go listen to my shit
And if your do you need sobriety
No pieties
Fall in love
Yeah only cause I try to be
That shawty on her knees
But she do not believe in deity's
She eyeing me
Block my number like her phone I.U.D
The irony she only let me inside when she riding me
Our kids could penetrate
Cause we already have named them
Yo, can you get a little more literal?
I understand
I understand
That I need to connect with my audience
Audio cause them to fall again
And now that feel part of me
More than I like to admit
My art cause hurt
I can't auction it
I sold my soul to my music
But ya'll just call me a hobbyist
And I can't argue with that
I put sentiments, situations
On playlists
Ya'll told me
There ain't no marketing that
That im just sad
And maybe need attention
Make songs about her
It's my fans that I try to connect with
Show them that hurt just a
Lack of affection
Don’t be like rolo move forward
Don’t keep eye to the past tense
No point in regretting
Trust wholly
Yeah be grateful it happened
And losing someone a sad thing
But not all pain is a bad thing
Cause in my songs the root
Of happiness is always attachment
Always act hypocritical
Sometimes I be backwards
Cause when I write I'm usually sad
Laughing or smoking a back-wood
Replace the chi Roman Atwood
I hate material
Pathetic how I
Still wear that fabric
Crazy like cereal murder
But that’s original
Stretching my shit to occasions
My patience for these
Serious hurdles
And null occupations
I hurt cause all those
Girls seek a vacation
Then I hated myself
And told yall so these
Demons id face them
Instead, I just take drugs
Running from what is written
All these topics evading
Idk what you up to
So I make accusations
My heart your home
I'll keep the light on
If your bed vacant
And if she says she loves you
It's not real if she naked
I proceeded to locations
Near you
Cause I feel like we fated
I paint a scene of future
Then you proceed to negate it
Got a couple feelings sentiments
That you don’t need to mention
And maybe Ill settle em
Whatever you be debating
In my bedroom
Our residence
Where she do not need no persuading
Attention all my deficits
She like the scene I'm portraying
Baby girl you my definite
Vacation
She want time off
On some wave
My shores I leave em vacant
Lm just saying
Fall in love
Last minute
With a boy
Who gon keep her
Okay
Then I hit my low real quick
Cause she told me that she loved me
Then I hold on to that shit
For 3 years
Now I'm at a loss
I can't ever tell her how I'm feeling
So I jot
Honestly, I'd rather go and tell her right there
Hate I throw my feeling at her every time we talk
I'd just rather tell her how I'm my feelings right there
You my diary
And my thoughts pyrotechnic
Cause that friction shit
Entirely
Live rent-free so I constantly
Make money from retirees
Like you don’t really listen to my shit
Just to go listen to my shit
And if your do you need sobriety
No pieties
Fall in love
Yeah only cause I try to be
That shawty on her knees
But she do not believe in deity's
She eyeing me
Block my number like her phone I.U.D
The irony she only let me inside when she riding me
Our kids could penetrate
Cause we already have named them
Yo, can you get a little more literal?
I understand
I understand
That I need to connect with my audience
Audio cause them to fall again
And now that feel part of me
More than I like to admit
My art cause hurt
I can't auction it
I sold my soul to my music
But ya'll just call me a hobbyist
And I can't argue with that
I put sentiments, situations
On playlists
Ya'll told me
There ain't no marketing that
That im just sad
And maybe need attention
Make songs about her
It's my fans that I try to connect with
Show them that hurt just a
Lack of affection
Don’t be like rolo move forward
Don’t keep eye to the past tense
No point in regretting
Trust wholly
Yeah be grateful it happened
And losing someone a sad thing
But not all pain is a bad thing
Cause in my songs the root
Of happiness is always attachment
Always act hypocritical
Sometimes I be backwards
Cause when I write I'm usually sad
Laughing or smoking a back-wood
Replace the chi Roman Atwood
I hate material
Pathetic how I
Still wear that fabric
Crazy like cereal murder
But that’s original
Stretching my shit to occasions
My patience for these
Serious hurdles
And null occupations
I hurt cause all those
Girls seek a vacation
Then I hated myself
And told yall so these
Demons id face them
Instead, I just take drugs
Running from what is written
All these topics evading
Idk what you up to
So I make accusations
My heart your home
I'll keep the light on
If your bed vacant
And if she says she loves you
It's not real if she naked
I proceeded to locations
Near you
Cause I feel like we fated
I paint a scene of future
Then you proceed to negate it
Got a couple feelings sentiments
That you don’t need to mention
And maybe Ill settle em
Whatever you be debating
In my bedroom
Our residence
Where she do not need no persuading
Attention all my deficits
She like the scene I'm portraying
Baby girl you my definite
Vacation
She want time off
On some wave
My shores I leave em vacant
Lm just saying
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