Flying to Your City
• Written by Wedgewood
I remember flying to your city
I met your family, I smoked a joint with your mother
Mad cool
We partied with your friends
They party like my friends
Driving around
In yo daddy's whip
On top the city
How could I forget?
That shit is like a dream now
I keep it vivid
But that was a while ago
You're gone now, I'm alone in this bed
I don't know if I should forgive or forget
If I should keep living or just quit
Shit, it rhymed
I find my mind misaligns from time to time
I go against myself
I need some help
I think it often, never speak it
Even though my family and my team
Are ready to jump at the drop of dime
What we had?
Yeah, shit, it was special
We had fun over nothing, everywhere we went
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Wedgewood
Member since July 19 2014