Lil Shorty (Or Wateva) - Moss

I can't bring myself to respond to my text messages I can't in drink your eyes so now I'm drinking down some beverages I'm so high I'm numb but that shit still kinda hurt My heads so fucked up to kill the time went back to work I nut then watch sad Simpsons edits feel like Mona Lisa I wanna travel with someone i wanna go to Pisa I wanna lay under the stars and listen to some Clairo I wanna be her king yeah i wanna be her pharoah I need a Wattpad shorty long hair brown orbs She's shy in the streets in the sheets she's a whore I need a Cali girl who looks like Meghan Markle I'll keep her whip so clean that that shit will fucking sparkle The months are kinda starting to pass by like days I feel like I'm in a daze When I cross streets don't look both ways The future's kinda fuzzy right now just like my socks I wanna smoke weed, sorry pops Wanna tell everyone to kick rocks I don't wanna do this anymore Don't work out but now I'm sore I fall asleep on the floor New aesthetic lonely core I'm so bored I leave the door Open till like half past four I'm feeling like Doja so can we hit the streets I'll probably fall in love with everyone I meet Like, seriously, if you make eye contact with me And then like be cute and wink you'll have my heart on a string I need a Wattpad shorty long hair brown orbs She's shy in the streets in the sheets she's a whore I need a Cali girl who looks like Meghan Markle I'll keep her whip so clean that that shit will fucking sparkle [Spoken interlude] I need a Wattpad shorty long hair brown orbs She's shy in the streets in the sheets she's a whore I need a Cali girl who looks like Meghan Markle I'll keep her whip so clean that that shit will fucking sparkle I need a Wattpad shorty long hair brown orbs She's shy in the streets in the sheets she's a whore I need a cali girl who looks like Meghan Markle I'll keep her whip so clean that that shit will fucking sparkle

Oh, my Whoa, whoa, whoa Uh, uh, uh Whoa, whoa, whoa Oh, oh, oh Whoa, whoa, whoa Oh, oh, oh Whoa, whoa, whoa Oh, oh, oh Took my time to get this shine, but I still skipped the line (on God) I realized the ho still on my mind, I guess the bitch divine (hello) And, yeah, I could do this shit myself, that's dead or alive (alive) And, yeah, you could care 'bout just yourself, if you pickin' sides (pickin' sides) Niggas thinkin' that they gang, they not even squad (squad, squad) Yeah, I told 'em, "If you gettin' played, then you played a part" Really I know I can't change my ways, you know who we are (who we are) Talkin' crazy, now he in the sky, told him, "Pick a star" (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) I made this shit look еasy, juice But it ain't easy, beliеve me, truth You know I'm droppin' 'em off, Bruce Give you a clue what I'm countin', blues Smokin' that leaf if it get loose My niggas drillin', we might as well truce (uh, uh, uh, uh) I hit the blunt just for a lil' boost Yeah, my new bitch, she Canadian Goose (oh, oh) I know you lose 'em, how you get 'em? I won't take your bitch (bitch) Yeah, I told 'em I make money, money don't make this shit (yeah) Change my life off being me, so why would I fake this shit? (Yeah) They try to take my flow, don't fuck with no plagiarists (at all) We could solve it, if that shit a problem (nah, for real) Nigga, I was gettin' guala, I said fuck a prom, uh (for real) I was rockin' BAPEs, when I seen y'all niggas rockin' Toms (for real) When you feel like this, no, you wouldn't even change your flaws Took my time to get this shine, but I still skipped the line (on God) I realized the ho still on my mind, I guess the bitch divine (hello) And, yeah, I could do this shit myself, that's dead or alive (alive) And, yeah, you could care 'bout just yourself, if you pickin' sides (pickin' sides) Niggas thinkin' that they gang, they not even squad (squad, squad) Yeah, I told 'em, "If you gettin' played, then you played a part" Really I know I can't change my ways, you know who we are (who we are) Talkin' crazy, now he in the sky, told him, "Pick a star" (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt!)

I miss the lifetime's insanity It's too predictable, re-organized and alright I'll give my poetry to charity 'Cause I can't afford, I can't afford to smile Because we never changed a lot, my dear In too much space we hide In both ways, I apologize I'm on my way to infinity Take the benefit of all things I've learned I tie a few knots in my handkerchief So I recall the things that I have earned Oh, I rest in peace and write you, my dear You're gonna be alright In both ways, I apologize Because we never changed the locks, my dear In too much space we hide In both ways, I apologize What once was real becomes a memory We have to face that our loves comes to an end I truly loved you when you thought of me At the time when you gathered with my friends Oh, I rest in peace and write you, my dear You're gonna be alright In two words, I apologize