Conversations Songtext
von Travy

Please remember depression comes with a lesson
Intuition aint a curse its a blessing
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I Knew he was troubled way he answered my question
Middle name smith so he copped him
A wesson just to show it off to his bredren
And the fem aint gonna like this but
If i find love then she my possession
Her exed loved with aggression
But See me its obsession
And I guess im confessing
See i use to be stressing
Like Nah i aint in love just yet
Until i cop 6 rollies paid for the gang without bussing a sweat
Freeze my pain with the jewls on my neck
But lets take this a lil bit deeper
You dont fuck with your friends me either
You see a face with a smile on it, k
Let me tell you what i see
I see a grim reaper


I gave her the truth she a keeper
She call me daddy, big boss and a leader
Answer machine on repeat
She loving the sound of my voice coming out of the speaker
Pick up the phone bebe
Pick up the phone bebe
I still got alot to say
I still got alot to say
Pick up the phone bebe
Pick up the phone baby
I still got alot to say
We still got alot to see
Pick up the phone bebe
Pick up the phone baby
I still got alot to say
We still got alot to see
Pick up the phone bebe
Pick up the phone bebe
I still got alot to say
I still got alot to say
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