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Kojey Radical

700 Pennies

 

700 Pennies

(Album: In Gods Body - 2017)


I swim deep in liquor and shallow conversations
Them LA nights a trip. I remember
You would tell me. I mean how could I forget
I often waited for your text. Paragraphs and paragraphs
Of I could only wish
All before I felt your lips
All before I felt you drip

Drip feed me food for thought
I was starving. I was cold
I've been lonely. I've been told
Love might wander
Won't get lost

Where you going?
What you need?
You yell back your paranoia
I turn up the jodeci
And roll up some marijuana
I know you don't really smoke
But you took a couple tokes

Must be stressed out

Maybe I can ease the pressure

I can tell that you been
I can tell that you been
Stressed out

I just got 700 pennies at my last show
But I'mma spend it all on you

Came here wearing nothing but my ego
But I can take it off for you

My grain pepper my scalp nappy
The world is too loud and my head hurts
The silence go down like
Titanic. Swim good In that good good
Like why panic?
The intimacy don't make you feel love?
Quite tragic
How you only came around
When I kept you coming
More apparent
We're too impatient to
Love like parents
You parrot my every thought
A parody of your emotion
Like
Where you going?
What you need?
You yell back your paranoia
I turn up the jodeci
And roll up some marijuana
I know you don't really smoke
But you took a couple tokes

Must be stressed out

These flowers cost me 700 pennies
I could never put a price on your thoughts
It cost too much. To pay you anymore attention
I'd be fool in love. Maybe I've fallen
For the allure of. Man made mistakes
So you could lose some decorum and feel
Better the morning

I just got 700 pennies at my last show
But I'mma spend it all on you

Came here wearing nothing but my ego
But I can take it off for you

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