Wiley from Atlanta - After The Storm

Eyeliner rings like gun smoke
Talking with your hands
What's that ring in your tongue for

Kill me with a glance
You don't need you a gun
I fronted four grams
The amber melting candle to sun
Panic and run
Let you rub the whole advance on your gums
We switching programs
Speaker boxing heart in a cage
I watch you slow dance
I go down on ya waiting for rain
The love below
You see the romance
Sealing my fate kissing the rose

I think the last couple dollars I saved
Went up your nose
Brain frayed like the end of my rope, finish your phrase, I'm smoking strains like I'm straining to cope
Tabling hope
I finally caved but you
Did me the same, I let it go

You don't know my name
But you let me inside

I ain't been the same since you pulled me down
Could you hold me down

We laugh at the rain
You keeping me dry
I hear a storm going on outside
I never been this high in my life

Until my last dying gasp of OZ
I hope they know me
By my last name
Smoking OG
hand over fist
I'm in the fast lane
Pairing my chains
My wrist and neck
It's like I'm Pusha t
Gun onna swivel like I was pushing P
You see this eclipse on my chest
Them rubies really bleed
Choosing substances to abuse
I let it ruin me
I can lose myself in your grooves
It's why you moving me
Maybe cause you're easy to lose
It's what you do to me

Written by:
Nevin Sastry, Will Bryant

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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