Some Type Of Lyrics

[Chorus: Myko Baer]

It was just the weekend
Sorry got you weakened by these feelings

I was just having fun
Sorry baby don't believe in love this young

Don't mean to throw you off your game
Sorry that we all just trying to reach some type of fame

Some type of fame

[Verse 1: Savier]

This shit is impossible
Rounded by all of your bullshit and obstacles man
Don't try to reach out to me man
I be f*ckin to get the stress outta me

Royal i gotta be

No time f*ckboys or oddities
Honestly i am a king with no modesty
Obviously, i see no reason for doubting me
Got Love for those who Down for me
Don't really need nobody no
I just wanna light my pack my bowl
I just wanna place to call my home
I just want my new shit to to not get old

I just need another hit so I cope
Paying all the consequence
That I owe
I can be misogynistic
I know
But you still my bottom bitch you my floor

Oh me oh me oh my
Everybody on that flex
Everybody wanna go finesse
Everybody wanna think they bless

Oh me oh me know I
Been grasping on to success
Stuck up in a spot where people hope less
But I got it in my mind
That's shits an imprint

I wanna sip my golden chalice
From the comfort of my palace
Imma dog bitch imma savage
We're all descendants of Adam

Or so they say so
But my shit cold
And my dark soul
Got it all on hold But my bright thoughts
Got black crows
Flying to the light
To that ...

[Chorus: Myko Baer]

It was just the weekend
Sorry got you weakened by these feelings

I was just having fun
Sorry baby don't believe in love this young

Don't mean to throw you off your game
Sorry that we all just trying to reach some type of fame

Some type of fame

[Verse 2: Savier]

I got a pack and I'm strapped in my ride
Like ready to die

And I got a pack from the neighborhood guys
Oh what a surprise

Man
They move a lot rocks
Skimming of the top
Baby that's block tho

There ain't shit that I can pop
Shit that I can stop
That the way the flock tho

Im sorry baby I'm sorry baby
I mean none
I been off it lately
I'm going crazy
That's me but
I been in the cut so long
I been in the cut so long

It's hard to get off
Yeah I know the damage I cause
But that's me love..
But that's me love

And that's the type of shit
I really wouldn't deal with
My weekend packed in my suitcase
And you get that

[Myko Baer] I'm far from love
Been in and out of that harmony
[Myko Baer] I'm sorry love
But thats the way I outta be

Cause
Truth hurts
And I do dirt
Moving lane to lane
And I do swerve

Some type of danger
Some type of language

I been really trying to
Get on some type of angle

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