King Kold - Sunday Morning Waffles

What's next
Sick of always getting what's left
Butterflies floating in my vest I can feel it in my chest
22 coming for your neck
Heaven smiled on me starting from the get
I've been working for the set
Nigga know that I keep it on the low
I'm a goblin flying high Willem Dafoe
Whites girl off the snow
Always playing in the Kold
Looking at the sun from the city where is glow
From a city full of gold
And it's felt from the start
Got a ache in my heart
Girl I'm calling up your phone
Picnics in the park she a fine work of art
Girl I'm about to hit the road
Seen the tickets I sold
Wonder will I see you at my show
Something you should know
I think that you should know
Think that you should know
I need you like my Sunday Morning Waffles
Need you like my Sunday Morning Waffles
Need you like my Sunday Morning Waffles
The truth I follow
Fly into the sun like Apollo
Need you like my Sunday Morning Waffles
Young Reckless
Blast the music on the way to Texas
Pull up in the purple Lexus
Man she say the vibe infectious
At the view
Feeling me you know I'm feeling you
Up above a different blue
Lucy making different hues
Right or Wrong
Finna play this like your favorite song
Pull up the fire even Syre finna sing along
Paradise
Shawty met me with her tender eyes
Lunch within the GROVE feel at home in the summertime
Summertime
Palmtrees got me feeling fine
Loving you it feel divine
Looking like the stars aligned
Another day
Put her on a different other wave
Always in her dreams but I'm in her bed another way
Another way
Take my hand we should run away
Lady and Tramp drunk in Paris off this cabernet
Think about her every day
Baby, I just need to say
Baby I just
I need you like my Sunday Morning Waffles
I need you like my Sunday Morning Waffles
Need you like my Sunday Morning Waffles
The truth I follow
Fly into the sun like Apollo
Need you like my Sunday Morning Waffles
Under luscious tree's truer love has never been felt
Wonder will the sun come out like the last name's Roosevelt
With evening sunsets and fires alike
Untouchable clouds try I might
This is Starcity where the people glow
I introduce you to Sycamore Grove

Written by:
Tylor Dennis

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