House a mess

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Nuba.

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If I were to visit would you open up your door
There's something in this life I'm missing
I need something more
I don't care if your house a mess, babe
Open up cuz I'm feeling congested

You be covering your thoughts
But your clothes all on the floor
Tell me where's your pride
Where did your dignity go

Accustomed to your high horse
But Nuba got you low
You kinda like the Bible
Testin' men as you go

I vibe with other women
Got you feeling wicked types of way
Arguing over WhatsApp
Sending all these paragraphs away

Aint no need for any justifications
It's just too late
My mind is empty
It's empty

No longer submerged
By the thought of who you said you are
Decisions, final decisions
Here's my intuition follow my mission
Till the end of all my life's line
No longer merged
With the thought of who you said you are

I guess it's my fault
I guess it's my fault
Expecting honesty when you lie to yourself though
It's your bad
Thought you'd leave your mind
But your stuck in your own head
It's my fault

Looking through your window I can see what's on your mind
Suppressin' your projections interjected by your lies
The ball is in your court, will you finally decide
Are you riding a high horse or will you open up your eyes

Cuz my
My sight witted
Baby got a side missing
I wear my heart up in my sleeve
And I just rock with it

They can only see your angels like they eye-liftin
So best believe I recognize when you say life's wretched

Cuz everybody, everybody got a key copy to you're
H O M E, or so I thought
I shoulda thought of everybody, everybody
Ringing up in your door
Cuz without M E you'd just be another H O

Never woulda thought (That you were a thot)
I was the prime-boy kept up in a box
You blaming your cargo, that baggage a lot,
Got me burning tobacco, thinking that I've lost

I reckon my mind it be (Demented)
And I'm minding my thoughts
They be passing per (Second)
And I'm asking my self where'd the love go

Then I look low 
And I find that drawn up in chalk
Not asking a lot
It's simple my b
Passing my love around like a disease
You're a vaccine, I'm an immune fella
Thanking you cuz I see new colors
But I'm slowly losing my senses
Heart, mind, soul everything restless and in consensus

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