Proverbs Lyrics

That's a new wraith, that's a new Porsche

That's a new chain, that's a new sauce

Was married to the game now you divorce

Now you complain, now you fell off

That's how you came, that's why you gone

That's how you play, that's why you lost

I call the sky, I fall up high

Feed me the light, lift me to divine

I call the sky, I fall up high

Feed me the light, lift me to divine

We getting older, was nice to know ya

But I'm tryna live it till the party's over

Never sober, cup runneth over

Grey goose in the chalice, sippin' holy water

Am I living or escaping?

Honey's on her lip so we're fornicating

The sin of pride, personified, I can't take the grammy to the afterlife

I call the sky, I fall up high

Feed me the light, lift me to divine

I call the sky, I fall up high

Feed me the light, lift me to divine