B1les - BRISK

Gotta get it together
There's a whole lotta world
Time another endeavor
We escape for the weekend
Always feel like a second
The train been departed
Guess we all learn the lesson
Use the voice as a weapon
Keep me tip toed and high hoped
Send me a message
Get low and smile hoe
Biles, playing on your body like a xylophone
Take me two times in 4 hours like a Tylenol
Put up rookie numbers til they asking if I even ball
Eyes bloodshot, last night I cannot recall
On the bar, got the boy flexing like a luchador
Indiana kid, been running on the lucas oil
Who you fooling boo?
You lying to me or yourself?
Keep it 100 with you
I be focused on all up myself
When I get all, I'm still gon' still want you
And if it all leaves, then that choice is on you
Bid adieu, throw a deuce
Always had a loose screw
Now they wishing on me
Bitches on they voodoo
Steady watching, green eyes locked on the Hulu
Mean time, she like, stop what you doin'
Gotta get it together
And there's a whole lotta world
Time another endeavor
We escape for the weekend
Always feel like a second
The train been departed
Guess we all learn the lesson
Another session, words spitting like a Wesson
You can stay, but no sleep on the schede' and
Steep with the edge
That meets and breaks bread
These beats that I lead
Proceed to behead
It's easy to rest
So sleepy, I bet
I'd rather not dream
'Til she's in my bed
It's
All bout what you make it
Plugging in the watts turn this room into rave
With the strobe
I be marching down the ave, a parade
Flips off the back of the boat, to the wave
Stay brisk, we end cold anyway
So risky, It's about time you listen
This is something I been missing
City visit, kissing in Soho
Up and down the block, heart stringing like a yo yo
For show, when you hit the groove going slow mo
Group of goals that I can't condone and never will
Green in my veins, been running off the chlorophyll
Toying with my food, ain't a happy meal
But happy still
Acting really rowdy
Learned to pack a punch and catch a thrill
Toying with my food, ain't a happy meal
But happy still
Acting really rowdy
Learned to pack a punch and catch a thrill
Group of goals can't condone and I never will
Gotta get it together
And there's a whole lotta world
Time another endeavor
We escape for the weekend
Always feel like a second
The train been departed
Guess we all learn the lesson
Use the voice as a weapon
Keep me tip toed and high hoped
Where do the time go
When I stay for a while
Mood swing, these waves coming tidal
Who ringing now? Swear these bitches tryna dial

Written by:
Eric Biles

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