[ Featuring the Pigeon ]
Fare me well
Bring on my Friday night lights
This is my farewell
Am I right to fear hell
She saying this my final verse
If that's the case then fetch the hurst
Well hell I'm cursed
About to burst
Feeding off my flaws to quench her thirst
The worst
I could be wrong
It just words words and verbs
That I flipped to her
I'm flirting with the devil but this bitch ain't wearing Prada
She don't wear designer
She into indie
Why she into me
All she wants to do is f*ck with me
Well I f*ck her right back
And this time im not writing back
Unless she plays the right track
But I don't got what she needs
What she needs is for the teens
I'm for those who ain't scared to dream
Who feel me, the real me
Want to hear me
Bitch no need fear me
I be at my best
Success
Wherever that is
Whatever matters
The matter of fact is
I'm here and you're there
You disappear
Cause your scared
You fear
That inside your head
She invited me to the flightable
Am I fightable
Am I going to fight for you
Flashing lights, promises and feelings
Feeling like the ceiling
Giving way
Giving way to me today
That's what she say
Will my wish come true
Start to see the z's
Overcoming me
I be running free
Come and see
See the I before the elapse
She don't like it when I ask
As if I ask to touch her ass
And didn't raise my hand in class
Or wash my hands then my wipe my ass
She be like
Why tonight
Why not rest
You can come inside
Let our minds interwind
There's no need to fight
But I be like
Not tonight
Tonight is the night
I dream
And I dream to fly
Yea boy
