Sympathy Video (MV)

Roll up my feeling I burn up my sympathy smoke in the wood like its hickory
She see the good in me I see the devil in front of me every time she take a look at me
I double check when we bickering don't like to argue when we mix the liquor in
She want my phone thats a sticky predicament later i think you been pushing it
Enter the room and I'm causing hysteria she Anna be in my area
I she was a virgin im mobile I carry her Break-in the ice like I'm dodgen a barrier
300 horses was pulling the chariot
She say she love me I burry it
I got a feeling when you see my character, you gettin sick as malaria
I had a walll and you broke it down
Building me up I look at the ground
I wanna jump its too late now
I hate the way that she think now
Im not really sure what she think now
King on my Rollie I need a crown
If I lift you up than don't let me down
Smile to cover up when I frown
Roll up my feeling I burn up my sympathy smoke in the wood like its hickory
She see the good in me I seee the devil in front of me every time she take a look at me
I double check when we bickering don't like to argue when we mix the liquor in
She want my phone thats a sticky predicament later i think you been pushing it
Feelings come feelings go truth be told I don't know
Island chick with some island hips curvy like bungalu
I just wanna see the finer things with the finest women though
I just wanna find the baddest lookin one a temporary home
Not for certain yea nothings perfect jbut I treat her like it she act worth it
If she give the effort than I must preserve it
I could never love but I do deserve it
Loop de loop feelings write in cursive
I kinda like you so I'm feeling nervous
Not in fear cuz im too precautious and ya past actions had me feeling nautious
High on love feeling like a martian
Is it love or is narcotics
I-l-y- break-in down the phone x
Drinkin 17 mixed with tonic
Wine your waist it was so hypnotic
Head spinning like a new revolver
First ring every time I call her
Im optimistic and im never sorry
Roll up my feeling I burn up my sympathy smoke in the wood like its hickory
She see the good in me I seee the devil in front of me every time she take a look at me
I double check when we bickering don't like to argue when we mix the liquor in
She want my phone thats a sticky predicament later i think you been pushing it