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about you & US in past 2 years
yes I’m no good at Living life
When I’m so stuck at you
Waiting 4 your msg
Though it’s been months me hoping you ever reply

This passing of time
I'm missing months in my diary
This passion aligns
With your indifference entirely
I keep coming back to your comfort
Chains

on before
Cause i know what that feel like
Can you tell me have you ever watched your girl walk out the door
I know what that feel like
It's been months and i

on god
Yeah, I'ma get that bag on god
I'm on top just like the first of the month
That's why they want more
And I'ma fuck her, I'm the first of the month

you
I'll text you back next month and say you do you

But if we can both admit that we're a little lonely
That conference calls don't substitute for

a distraction
Who, what, how, and when
Did it even happen
Much to my surprise
Another month's gone by

It's been years since we sat and talked
I don't know what you're on about I figured feelings were clocked out
Recently months turned to weekends
Baby

I want kudi with my niggas
(Wan’ kudi-Wan’ kudi with my niggas)

E’ry month e’ry year I won ball with ma niggas
(Wan’ ball-Wan’ ball with my niggas)

to my songs
Fell in love for a month, now it's gone

Guess I’m back where I belong
Swear I wanna change, swear I wanna change
Back where I belong
Swear I

want
I'm better and bigger
Cause at the end of the day
You still that weird janky nigga
You was trained
But I'm a natural born killer
One month I'm

don't go, I don't go with you
I need time to finally be alone
Took me almost six month to go on
Six month without you - alone
But no you are still here
In

months later
With an empty fridgerator
Touched down on Martian soil
Praying we wouldn't freeze or boil

When the red dust finally settled
We were

Ive been missing you for months
A bit more everyday
And i dont call you enough
Cause phone calls aint the same
It feels better this way
So hello mama

away from London
A few late nights, not a date but cheesy chips from Pepe's
We had some fun as a group!
But several months later our first proper date

in your muscles
Blues hide in your muscles
Blues hide in your muscles

Days ache
Weeks ache
Months ache
Years ache

Days ache
Weeks ache
Months ache

little thing, I got wearier
And now I can't relax, cause my brain sees doing nothing as wrong
It took me four fucking months to write the lyrics for this

watchin' me
Hefty chicken in da months to come, da hustle up
Hefty chicken in da months to come, da hustle up
Warmer weather make the reputation act up

for my mom I got to stay strong
Heard Allan died I didn't cry for so long
Took few months and I had felt so wrong
Eases my mind know that God got you

it’s nice to see you again,
Hello my love, it’s been so long, months, maybe years in vain,
Hello my love, so I’ve heard you’ve met a new friend,
Although

haven't seen you for days
But today its been four months and now I long for your embrace
I'd get you a penthouse with a swimming pool
And a Mercedes in

falling in the love than meet me by the sun
When will you end up letting me know?
Give me three months cuz I don't see myself letting go
This shit was

like some posers
Now I got to spend the next month without composure
No sir, loner, I'm a hope doner
In my mind I levitate till it's all over
Spacing out

Stop
Don't listen
Just think
It's been days not weeks
Years not months, and I feel so weak
Hours and seconds and I miss your cheeks
Millions of days

of her sun
Almost the whole entire month

I was the last one first
I was the last one first

Underneath me
So completely
Sat upon the reflection of her sun