cupid Lyrics

Don't stress it cause it aint easy

Maybe with some time, you will see it clearly

I will fear god man I love him dearly

Nothing's on my mind but this bible near me

I read it whenever im bored

Need that kind of wisdom from the lord

They say that time is money

Well I can't afford to spend all of mine feeling crazy and poor

Used to smoke weed just to get high

Now I gotta a pop a pill just to get by

It is prescribed

To calm down my paranoid mind

Wonder what is wrong with me all the damn time

Feeling like I've just been misdiagnosed

Guess im mentally ill with a sick flow

And I leave it up to God

That's how it goes

Maybe with some time

I'll be fine who knows

Who knows

Long night, alright

This vibe, my type, my mind

Alright, keep that

On Christ, key in

Spin 90, my whip

Stay icy, my tints

Pitch black

No idea when I'm coming back

When I'm coming back

When I'm coming back

When I'm coming back

When I'm coming back

I sit here contemplating

Is it time to chase it?

I don't know, I'm just movin'

Past my inner 'fections, the cameras pressin'

On my reflection, in deception

Of this issue, contraband with the tissues

Wrap it up and I sin too

The melodies of a broken heart

Glass strung a round of tissues

And I miss you, but is been thru

What is been thru, ain't no coming back

So what we into, is it melodies,

Guitar strings, and the felonies?

Chasing hearts with the Hennessey?

No regrets got the hell in me

And that's aint not tellin that

No, no tellin

No, no tellin

Uh

Long night, alright

This vibe, my type, my mind

Alright, keep that

On Christ, key in

Spin 90, my whip

Stay icy, my tints

Pitch black

No idea when I'm coming back

I'm coming back

I'm coming back

I'm coming back

I'm coming back

Fall in love every time I fall apart

Man, I swear I hit rock bottom

Every time I'm falling hard

Shit was lonely from the start cause

Cause we're both locked up in our hearts

Write at night under the moon

Shooting for the stars

Move up in the music

The truth is I'm feeling useless

Get loose I finna lose it

Aim straight with my shot like I'm Cupid

Shawty getting stupid

Refuse to lose it, I rebuke it

Don't sleep cause my dreams still lucid

And my demons still feel abusive

Got so high we raise the roof shit

I caught fire in the booth

Im feeling stuck and that's the truth

Walking laps

Inside a loop

Inside a coupe

Long night, alright

This vibe, my type, my mind

Alright, keep that

On Christ, key in

Spin 90, my whip

Stay icy, my tints

Pitch black

No idea when I'm coming back

I'm coming back

I'm coming back

I'm coming back

I'm coming back

Long night, alright

This vibe, my type, my mind

Alright, keep that

On Christ, key in

Spin 90, my whip

Stay icy, my tints

Pitch black

No idea when I'm coming back

I'm coming back

I'm coming back

I'm coming back

I'm coming back