Tango Foxtrot
• Written by Go
talk about my lady like a stalker or a crazy
I'm giddy and excited; how I got her? I dunno
with her I'm a writer, wittier and brighter
than a fire fuel igniter in the middle of the snow
with her I am better than a little bit of butter
so I hit her with the loving that a nigga never know
with her I could roll about a kilogram of dro
and drop a bigger hand of dough on everything up in the sto
with her I am pitter, she is patter
in november, we are dripping everywhere up in the world
breakfast was a winner; having sex and having dinner
smoke an L and then retire eating cinnamon in swirls
I'm wishing you was near; I love you I don't tell you
everyday because it might evoke the dripping of the tear
listen through the ear, but see me in the day
the sun setting, baby, but don't you walk away
Wishing you was near, committing to you, dear
only fear? tango foxtrot if you disappear
witnessing us grow from individual to "we're"
this it yeah (yeah) simple and it's clear
and I'm wishing you was near, wishing on a creek
speaking of the sea I aint fishing on the creep
for the ditches or the freaks, yeah I got a pole
but the ho(l)es in my life don't even play a minor role
well when I'm on the mic, tho, they say I'm kinda cold
women in my life taste the venom in the bite
anyway, you right, I am in it for the fight
for the minute for the night, infinity in sight
can it be the life I envisioned as a tike
looks like this a decision that I like
many of my brothers are in prison for they life
while I'm sitting on a sentence that I really fucking like
wishing you was near, I'm definitively here
memories, this what I assemble for the year
this is a little rhyme, we should kick it we should dine
it is wicked that you're mine
Wistfully, your dear
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Member since March 13 2016