[Verse 1]
Mind playin' tricks on the side of the six
Where the vibe is the fix across the river styx
Chicks around the mix come and lob pics
The fix, the fits and the risqué clips
Keep it on the low the tricks ain't hard to know
The lips ain't hard to close the tip ain't far from home
What gifts will you bestow the impatience starts to show
You just had to let me know, the blitz hits my phone
Oh it's on i gotta pick up the pace
Outfit's gone put that thing on my face
Oh it's dawn i gotta be on my way
Nylon and whips i guess i can stay
Shit I'm late, Nick's at the grave
You know I'll be back when the stick wants to play
It's only been an hour and a drink or two
Turned on the radio and now i think of you
[Hook]
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
[Verse 2]
I guess it's been a minute huh
Is my heart really in it uh
Or am i just feedin' my addiction to vixen
Listen, I'll try to relate to you my vision
Friction occupies my mind like no other
Depictions of restrictions, oh brother
Just give me the permission and it's on (It's on)
Turn the ignition and we'll be going 'til dawn
Affliction, which part of me seeks it
Attrition, you know my mind keeps it
Under certain conditions that i need to hit
While my dick's ready for whatever bitch
Head on a swivel while my minds on some ackrite
A junkie walkin' through the twilight
It's only been an hour and a drink or two
Turned on the radio and now i think of you
[Hook]
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Mind playin' tricks on the side of the six
Where the vibe is the fix across the river styx
Chicks around the mix come and lob pics
The fix, the fits and the risqué clips
Keep it on the low the tricks ain't hard to know
The lips ain't hard to close the tip ain't far from home
What gifts will you bestow the impatience starts to show
You just had to let me know, the blitz hits my phone
Oh it's on i gotta pick up the pace
Outfit's gone put that thing on my face
Oh it's dawn i gotta be on my way
Nylon and whips i guess i can stay
Shit I'm late, Nick's at the grave
You know I'll be back when the stick wants to play
It's only been an hour and a drink or two
Turned on the radio and now i think of you
[Hook]
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
[Verse 2]
I guess it's been a minute huh
Is my heart really in it uh
Or am i just feedin' my addiction to vixen
Listen, I'll try to relate to you my vision
Friction occupies my mind like no other
Depictions of restrictions, oh brother
Just give me the permission and it's on (It's on)
Turn the ignition and we'll be going 'til dawn
Affliction, which part of me seeks it
Attrition, you know my mind keeps it
Under certain conditions that i need to hit
While my dick's ready for whatever bitch
Head on a swivel while my minds on some ackrite
A junkie walkin' through the twilight
It's only been an hour and a drink or two
Turned on the radio and now i think of you
[Hook]
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
Starts to feel so long ago
( K. Stone )
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