Lyrics:
liquor bottle
Do you hear me? (Like seriously do you hear me?)
Dancing by myself I'm taking pictures of your homeboys
Dont know which way im going
Cause I
wasn't totally manipulated by me
A Big L
For the self esteem
To be in between
Pretty Ugly and
Pretty Pretty
I miss when I could look at my body naked
Our Time Will Come
The morning sun is beating heavy like a fire in this place
By ten the winds will build and lift the dust up to my face
Nolack!
They respect me cause I love to Hustle
Doing what I say so, I hear no rebuttals
Know you got love, for the gangsters
Only got love for pretty
I dropped to my knees, then I seen a pretty picture
The one she cut me out that was still up on her Insta
Winter Wonderland, eating walnuts in
ya say, don't let a nigga try me
And I don't let a fine, pretty broad get by me
Don't let nothin' pull me off track from my hobby
Oh yeah, and I
look so nice in pictures
But I swear that you don’t know
That underneath the surface all the
Scary things are lurking
Come on baby let me take you home
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside
of Hearts
Backstage the girls were playin' five-card stud by the stairs
Lily had two queens, she was hopin' for a third to match her pair
Outside
up in the ghetto made a name
Came from out the cell and made a change
Basically I made it out the game
Painted pretty pictures with my pain
I was
Keeping all to myself, you say I'm spacin out
What do I say when you ask me I’m thinking ‘bout?
No I’m not part of the crowd, I’m just passing by
I
gotta small mind
You betta pick it up and settle in like a brine
Pretty like Mona Lisa
More than the pictures
Bless like the scriptures
Ballin' like
the people say
Cause they ain't putting paper in my pocket anyway I'm
Going all out and that's by any mean
By any means, by any means I'm going all out
Girl, i can't paint pretty pictures without you
Girl i can't live without you
I'm mad for all the times that I'd doubt you
Thinking that I'd live
You got me by motion yea we move it and we love it
You got me by motion yea we move it and we love it
You got me by motion yea we move it and we love
sending pretty pictures with her clothes off
Word to this Rollie on my wrist, it’s Non Stop
I can put a Rollie on your bitch Non Stop
Money coming in
just a picture through some digitized figures
Could get rid of it, I'm sick just by my energy
No surprises anymore since I made my enemies
I'm underwater
Been waiting my whole life for Mrs right
A pretty fine thing who would catch my eye
Someone to fit this ring (Yeh you know that right)
But I still
Artist: Sycosis
Album: Find Me When You Wake Up
Song: Sittin Pretty
Written By: Erik Roberts, Kode Knazze
Produced by: Kace The Producer
Recorded:
Got an alright house and a pretty nice yard
A screen door dog that stays on guard
Got a buddy up the road that's got my back
'Round here it ain't
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? (What's up?)
Come get
Approach you and post a minute, arm on my double-R tinted
As you pass by, winkin' my eye, freshly scented
What's the haps, baby? (What's up?)
Come get
There you go, walking by there
You are the apple of my eye
And I see you coming towards me and
I get this sweating butterflies and
You should
and the place was swinging
To gospel music by nine
Group after group appeared on the stage
And Sally just sat there crying
She bit her nails, looking pretty
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