[Verse 1]
The smell of scented candles in the ambiance
Heart hurting bad, go get an ambulance
No scratch that my nigga get a pad so I can rap
Yeah I prefer that
Sweat beads off my forehead, cold sweat
I promised myself when it comes to you, I won't stress
I lied, so therefore
Now that you're dead to me, I can die, right?
It's only logical since love is dedication
Gassed up flatulation for ones infatuation
It was all a mirage in the heat of the moment in my imagination
I'm so glad my soul is now awakened
I can see clearly now that the pain is gone
But in all actuality the pain lives on
Fogged up windows like when we made love
Is only cause the rain hits on and on until my face is numb
What is done is done, who's dumb me or you?
You for believing love can be fulfilled in these shoes
Should have listened when I said I had athletes foot for a reason
I been running all season warm or freezing like sprinters do
A frozen hotness melted away sort of like a sinner do
Word of mouth is the cause of our demise you ate the pickers food
Now pick or choose, don't hesitate you kidding me?
Go ahead then i'll finally be your memory
[Hook]
If only you could feel my pain
Maybe we can be together still
Still separate that is what remains
Nothing but memories in this box are filled
The smell of scented candles in the ambiance
Heart hurting bad, go get an ambulance
No scratch that my nigga get a pad so I can rap
Yeah I prefer that
Sweat beads off my forehead, cold sweat
I promised myself when it comes to you, I won't stress
I lied, so therefore
Now that you're dead to me, I can die, right?
It's only logical since love is dedication
Gassed up flatulation for ones infatuation
It was all a mirage in the heat of the moment in my imagination
I'm so glad my soul is now awakened
I can see clearly now that the pain is gone
But in all actuality the pain lives on
Fogged up windows like when we made love
Is only cause the rain hits on and on until my face is numb
What is done is done, who's dumb me or you?
You for believing love can be fulfilled in these shoes
Should have listened when I said I had athletes foot for a reason
I been running all season warm or freezing like sprinters do
A frozen hotness melted away sort of like a sinner do
Word of mouth is the cause of our demise you ate the pickers food
Now pick or choose, don't hesitate you kidding me?
Go ahead then i'll finally be your memory
[Hook]
If only you could feel my pain
Maybe we can be together still
Still separate that is what remains
Nothing but memories in this box are filled
( Flex )
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