Fountain of Youth

Lyrics

[Intro: Khary] Hey Yeah Guess we're here again Check it, uh In the end, if we break, I said, would you still meet me at lover's bay? Hey, in the end, if we break [Verse 1: Khary] It's not love if I'm an option In your synopsis, and this movie starring you, me, and that nigga Women want a man from a Ryan Gosling movie role You fine, but bitch, you ain't lookin' like no actress Pardon my use of the word, I mean my heart still breaks when I deal with these bursts So I say it 'cause I'm as bitter as a mouthful of herbs Who planted me? Stuck, and not giving a fuck's my insanity Relationship at twenty-one, feel like the gimmick of Something that was feasible at eighteen At nineteen, I said "Fuck you" to my girlfriend Since twenty, I've been trying to build a regime of girls, who rush To do their makeup and their iPhone That I hit up when I'm alone So I pretend that I love you, pray the head don't stop And try to meet a bad bitch at the Bedford stop, and that's ripped [Chorus: Smithsoneon] I can roll on with you, but tell me the truth Is it working from your point of view? 'Cause we're lost and confused, and there's no way to prove that we may need The fountain of youth [Verse 2: Khary] So we just roll, down a stream that I've deemed lover's lake But, our sex is good but the emotions are fake 'Cause who needs garments, when we're both tarnished For something that we're just too afraid to admit Shouldn't of asked about my past, that you swore you wouldn't judge me for Tell me I'm vexed, and swear your ex loved you more Done with these Rihanna bitches, learning how to see the stitches Tattoos, designer bitches Shaved heads, can't find a nigga BTWs, you can't put "#Imabadbitch" on a resume So when you get home, in-between taking selfies in the mirror Ima need you to meditate She getting high as a feather's weight It's like a double-edged sword, 'cause I like to watch her roll up But soon I'm annoying 'cause her company's enjoyed And we never chill sober, love shoom But we're doomed to be leaves in October [Chorus: Smithsoneon] I can roll on with you, but tell me the truth Is it working from your point of view? 'Cause we're lost and confused, and there's no way to prove that we may need The fountain of youth [Verse 3: Scolla] (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) OG (Scolla) These days, I stay stuck in the spirit of "Fuck you" Until I'm tryna fuck, then I'm callin' to come through Like, what you want? Tell me you at home I'm coming through with smoke, so be there in my favorite thong We steady go through the motions, emotions runnin' a muck You blunt and tell me you high, every time I slide in yo' guts I nut then roll through the studio, gon' off her sweet liquor And I swear drunk lips don't lie Confusion, somebody tell 'Pac, let me know where the juice went Somebody bring Goldie on spot with my mackin' Somebody tell Stacy L Dash that I'm clueless Then run and tell my motherfuckin' ex that I'm done Knowin' she'll be on my phone tomorrow 'Cause it's dick or the truth, and one of them's harder to swallow I'll tell you one thing, ain't another love scene This the result of when a good guy becomes me What you expect? (Khary, what up, though, bro?) [Chorus: Smithsoneon] I can roll on with you, but tell me the truth Is it working from your point of view? 'Cause we're lost and confused, and there's no way to prove that we may need The fountain of youth