Yuh...
Started talking & you talk a lot
And you keep on laughin when you walk n drive
It's like you never sad when you grab the pots
And we was like that till it had to stop
Fuck me it's about you, I'm just passin thoughts
II's all passive thoughts, and I ain't actin soft
Promise you I'll try be in your life more
You like the only thing I that I really have to fight for, and
I know I screwed up, just forgive me
I'm feelin shitty, I left my problems in Philly to find some more in the city
Where the, ground is so dirty & the top is so fuckin pretty
Got, no pity here, so pretty and so witty
Miola
Miola
Don't cry, yuh, fly over
Miola
Miola
Don't cry, yuh, fly over
Miola
Miola
Don't cry, yuh, fly over
