Sailin' by Bloncalma

Vascular! Curly ambassador Split squat master Watch sweep on my wrist that’s older than hip-hop I’m catching some looks, a cutie-aah heart throb I like my coffee like I like my women venti hot mocha Accepting those that hurt my soul hold em close I sought closure My one hit one win trope’s invoked I’m dancing in the whole That’s dipped in beautiful Found out I was everything Found out I was nothing much Found out I was plenty things Found out I was just enough Caught my concept back mad quick Sipping batches of nesquik Gobstopping off of Floors Hue flip phone nothing more Fighting chicos just for sport Got his mom mad, I won bro Sent a red eye to that folk Irrespective, I don’t fold All I feel is this blinding glow All I kneel to ineffable It’s in vain holding present molds Rose gold code I’m not a man mom, I’m a boy Jailbroken 3G the toy 2013 all my boys Playing GMOD, feeling joy Many lives gone, not Joey’s? Give my life for uncle Dave’s Hug him quick mid-way Give my life for Blake Don’t care who I shake Give my life for my brothers First Ricky then the others Give my life for my mother So she can leave the covers Sail my bones in the autumn It’s been my lonely honor In the mean time With my rings right Feeling quite high like I’m Angeleena Eastern seatime Roasted beans nice Chocolate, tobacco and cedar I’m fitted, navy blue and beige Like I poured tea in the bay Descended from patriots I stay Middle fingers up I sorta know how I’m feeling My heart’s closed, I can’t hear it It’s muffled in its lyrics I rummage every chamber I must know what is clanging What keeps me sexy mid-sailin’ What keeps my teeth from de-fanging Why I live in airplane mode bailing From convos and stimulation All talking noise I can’t take it All poppy ploys with no placement I’d rather be walking length and Avoiding all confrontation Facilitate veneration Cause my Nana told me to take care of myself Sterling silver pelt donned, I’m taking time, and finally hearing well

Genre

Hip-hop & Rap