Fragile

(альбом: Combo Breaker - 2018)

(Fragile mind)
(I'll find a way inside, I know)
(Let her ride)
(Bring the heat until the drive is white snow)
(You can't cry)
(And spring that guilt on me, I hope you know)
Yeah
(I don't lie)
Fragile, ay
(I'm just speaking different truths on the low)

Fragile mind
I'll find a way inside, I know
Let her ride
Bring the heat until the drive is white snow
You can't cry
And spring that guilt on me, I hope you know
I don't lie
I'm just speaking different truths on the low

Lemme go
Friends step in, show girlie to the door
Whole scene started moving slow-mo
I thought we got her out
But she just hit me for her phone
Enough about phones
Fuck a phone
My love meant nothing if I didn't give you passcodes
Going through my bag when I'm stoned

Who is it that you think I wanna bone?
No, no I can barely text you back
Let alone hoes
Let alone bros
Even my own family barely catch me 'fore the tone
They think I got cold
Think I got a stained soul
Really I'm just tryna mix these vocals to the beat
It's about the only time I go airplane mode
Never left my country far as airplanes go
I got people hitting me to book paid shows
No passport guess I'll reach the venue on a boat
Lake Ontario could take me to Buffalo
The waters hella cold this time of year so I don't know
Still I hit you with the news right away
But you just brush it off no "wow, that's great"
No "can't believe your passion is the way you're getting cake"
Even if you did hype it, it would feel fake
It would feel so played out
Too custom made
Acting like if I made it there'd be nothing you could make
God damn

Fragile mind
I'll find a way inside, I know
Let her ride
Bring the heat until the drive is white snow
You can't cry
And spring that guilt on me, I hope you know
I don't lie
I'm just speaking different truths on the low

(Ay)
I hope you know