Sofa Beds & Ramen (feat. Zamasue17)

We never try We simply do I execute And make my moves My ex was cute But I could choose Almost any bitch that I wanna do At most There's plenty room For us to grow Some problems too Resolvin issues on the low Away from public eye She smoother than some butter Gotta love her I can trust her round the funds 50 bands up in the dresser Shorty won't touch not a dub Pour a 40oz for my love For fallen homies slippin up For all the fools who played me sucka Serve em piss inside a cup I ain't miss him Just missed my nut He's surprised I ain't trynna f*ck He's determined to blow a bag He says I earned it Wasn't luck Told him maybe you should keep it Flip it Save some And invest Told him not to be too eager To blow a bag on the next While We baggin up this here fresh Got zips stacked up right to my chest What might happen After the laughter Come the tears You know the rest Get no rest When I invest my time to Living out my dreams Living off a sofa bed and ramen Took one for the team Common sense would be To let a shorty live Just let me breathe And if I ever took your breath away I gave you more to see Senses heightened when deprived But shit never led me to greed Just better correct ya behavior Whenever it comes to me When it comes to me I see you So clearly in my dreams I can see the truth Know me well Do me wrong I could feel it in my heart And I knew it all along When it comes to me and you I can see you in my dreams I rather lead with love Than to be reliving this scene Revisit every time and Wonder why I won't come clean Every time I do You pack it up or Make me leave Make pretend It's make believe That you can bend Reality As though our Time well spent Just goes to shit When you get Mad at me Why you always Mad at me It's cuz I'm who you wanna be Give you all my love It ain't enough I set me free I bet that you Regret the times you find yourself alone Knowing it's by choice You got no voice with the unknown Zoning in and out You got your doubts Its in your tone But we got more routes To the way out Let's hit the road When it comes to truth I can see her in my dreams Not sure what you're used to But there's no foolin me If u wanna choose to Give it all that you got You can risk it all Or you could sit and rot We never try We simply do I execute And make my moves My ex was cute But I could choose Almost any bitch that I wanna do At most There's plenty room For us to grow Some problems too Resolvin issues on the low Away from public eye She smoother than some butter Gotta love her I can trust her round the funds 50 bands up in the dresser Shorty won't touch not a dub