Sage Apollo - Have my ways

Do have my ways, well I do have my ways Have my ways, getting high to pass my days
Oh, wake up, wake up Wake up, wake up
Oh, no, oh You say, how do I do what I do? Well, I have my ways
Rollin' the dope, I'm gettin' high to pass my days

Tell me the hate that I'm feelin' Is just a phase
Make sure to count your blessings And count your days
I can count my friends on one hand these days I know that she gonna leave, but I hope she stays
Your friends is probably plottin' each way to take you down

Do I gotta break it down? I was stuck inside my head and prayin' I would make it out
I be full of dread and I be prayin' I can take it out
Somethin' crazy bout this love Somethin' crazy bout these drugs
Fall and then it pick me up Then it lift me up

I can't get enough, no They say that it's enough i need more
You can't tell me why I can't go Shawty took my heart and put it on a mantle
Right next to the blood scented candle, oh-oh Say it's enough, but I want more
Can't get enough, I told her, don't go She said she won't go

I should've known, I should've known She'd be a no-show, oh
They say if you don't know, then only Lord knows That's why I got fear of god in my wardrobe
Gettin' high to face your foes Walk a thin line, but it's fine, cause it's a short road
Oh, you felt bad all your life, you're such a poor soul

That's like everybody in life, just do what you're told
You can listen to all these lies while you grow old
You can look me straight in my eyes an tell my heart cold, oh-oh
Say it's enough, but I want more I called your bluff and now you're done four

It's the end of the show, here's the encore Take some drugs until you drop or pop more
Niggas creepin', better watch your clock four, Girl you know I know this love is hardcore
But you got me thinkin' like, what did we drift apart for
Now you got me thinkin' like, what did you break my heart for, oh

You said, how do I do what I do while I have my ways
Rollin' dope, gettin' high to pass my days Tell me the hate that I'm feelin', is just a phase
Make sure to count your blessings and count your days
You said, how do I do what I do while I have my ways

Rollin' dope, gettin' high just to pass my days
Tell me that this hate I'm feelin', is just a phase
Make sure you count your blessings and count your days
Never know how many you got left One day your here the next you left

Some days you only got yourself you don't got nobody else

Written by:
Sage Green

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