TwelveRoses - Van

Feel some type of way
Okay
Yeah
I feel some type of way
(Yeah)
Niggas had me down where's my crown where's my faith
(Yeah)
Used to have a frown had to wear it everyday
(Yeah)
Back when I was young
Whoever said that pussy leads to peace has left my heart in pieces bro
My lil peace was when she sleep and I could see her through the phone
Her smile would right up every wrong
I'm taking tabs of every feature
Life is like a fucking theater
Probably why these rappers acting
Probably why these bitches capping
I'm just here but not relaxing
I'm just tryna close the caption
Gang just screaming where's the action
I'm just beaming just imagine
Mama say you not a demon
Why my demons all start laughing
Why my people still not calling
Fuck em I'm still simply balling
Tuck em in my memory column
Only black with skrilla wearing roses telling cam let's pop em
All my exs taught like Malcolm
Read yo text but barely type em
I'm just next to Lazarus just asking him like why revive him
Even more like why design him
Slice em up cause gods behind them

And we counting to ten
Yeah, yeah
And we counting to ten
Yeah
If somebody moves the semi goes boom we stuck in the pen
Yeah
And baby my mood is grabbing the jewels we back in the van
Yeah yeah yeah
I'm sick of these trends
Yeah
Running it up till my pockets erupt is the only way I'll be contempt
Yeah
Used to get jump I mean it was a hunt
So the rifles stay stuck with a tent
Yeah
And don't get him up he was meant to be plucked all the bullets just had to fit in
Yeah
And I'm back in the back of the van
Yeah
And I'm back in the back of the van
Running it up till my pockets erupt is the only way I'll be contempt
Yeah
Used to get jump I mean it was a hunt
So the rifles stay stuck with a tent
Yeah
And don't get him up he was meant to be plucked all the bullets just had to fit in
Yeah
And I'm back in the back of the van
Yeah
And I'm back in the back of the van

Written by:
Joshua Whitfield

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