Short Stories

Lyrics

Jawnino Yeah Yeah 40 We couldn't take the same steps You wouldn't leave the rain wet Hoodie and a plain vest Let's take it back to basics It was A3 on the A6 I used to dream of Ghini I didn't even know my name yet Paper round plain cheques When you was out playing chess I was playing Pes 6 in the sticks they can attest 19 dam window I was leaning saw the 40 They got AZ shortly before me It's still the same old chokehold I heard hypocrisy and decided I was breathing In the ends there still scheming She wrote a text via a Page But I could sense she's in the lace And if it wasn't 40 it's bait MIKE They tryna bring my mother through the rain I be up until I break night Hustle till I can't Pray I wake up to the daylight That puzzle never change Just to cuddle with that same vice Stumble through the haze Couple bubbles getting braised by Can't mumble not today All this work so I can change lives Knowing what to say Don't be knowing how to say why My shoulder start to cave They held me at your grave sight My focus not the same Keep on hoping that it ain't time I hold around the way With some dough below the waistline Ain't holding on to hate But I'm open to it same time