Thanksgiving

(album: The Lost Boy - 2019)

It's perfect, okay
Mac 'n' cheese up in the oven, grandma finished cooking
Thanksgiving 'round the corner need banana pudding
Brought you home to momma even though you said I shouldn't
Might not make to Christmas but I'm hoping and I'm pushing for a
Better day, a good day in the making but you never stay
I could say that you faking on the real, huh
Why you faking on the real?

Ah, yeah, yeah
You see I brought you home to momma, introduced you to my cousins
Met my aunties and my uncles, know they crazy, they be bugging but
Promise that I got you, didn't bring you here for nothing
Know we fighting plus the arguments just leading to the fucking
Though some things never rearrange, I know we needing change
All together through a deeper lane, come through release the pain
I can be yo' Ibuprofen, keep it real while I be hoping
Know you see our love is destined, yeah, our shit was highly chosen by
The universe, the stars aligned, your love is far divine
Plus I'm really glad you keep it G, that shit is hard to find
Not to mention my intentions was always involving time
Girl I hope I'm in your future 'cause I know you fall in mine uh

Mac 'n' cheese up in the oven, grandma finished cooking
Thanksgiving 'round the corner need banana pudding
Brought you home to momma even though you said I shouldn't
Might not make to Christmas but I'm hoping and I'm pushing for a
Better day, a good day in the making but you never stay
I could say that you faking on the real, huh
Why you faking on the real?

Yeah, yeah
You see I've always been an over-thinker
I've always been the type to analyze to no surprise that you hold the team up
The way the ship was built is no way the lows could sink us
A humble shawty, model type, walk in vogue demeanor
But anyway through many days, we on the block where Jenny stays
Honey-baked ham with Henny glaze
Abraham inheritance, shawty, we plenty paid
Bonny Clyde high speed chase, a renegade but

Mac 'n' cheese up in the oven, grandma finished cooking
Thanksgiving 'round the corner need banana pudding
Brought you home to momma even though you said I shouldn't
Might not make to Christmas but I'm hoping and I'm pushing for a
Better day, a good day in the making but you never stay
I could say that you faking on the real, huh
Why you faking on the real? (Yeah)