LouwKii - Interlude

Callings, expressing feelings, could never believe that
Money, some couple bitches I'm wishing for all of that
Tell me I'm lying, holding your phone and you're crying
Turning my back and I'm sighing
And you're still thinking you're Simon
Dancing the "devil" she got me thinking I'm evil
She has me feeling so feeble
I'm tryna focus, I'm even painting her picture
Picasso room full of drawings, obsessing
Cause I'm ignorant
She got me feeling stupid, honest
Anyway as I'm telling, she got me procrastinating
My plans & my homies thinking I'm probably disintegrating
I'm prolly feeling sedated
I'm high off the ceiling baby
Roll me a couple blunts and I'm thinking "she played me dirty"

Written by:
Moagisi Mboniswa

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