Could it Be... ft. Kayen Wilborn, Jordan Mason & Josh Small Lyrics

That night you went to get advice from your pastor

I said I could get it right

Don't throw the baby out with the bad love

I wasn't too proud to break down

I just had no where else to go

But could it be a better time

Now that I've had some chance to grow?

It was a Monday when I called you up

Just to say what's in my heart

Could that be the reason

That you never picked up cause you knew right from the start

Could it be could it be

My love tore us apart?

But just know this

My love ain't a la carte

I'm shaking down shaking down my resolve

You shoulda learned from the lessons that you cant recall

Could it be could it be

Whoah no

Next time don't bother at all.

I write words at inappropriate times

I almost brought out my demise

In a tunnel on its side

Of light devoid

No noise just silence

Getting dressed is just a reminder

I'm still looking to find her

But running out of time

Only writing one-liners in loose pages of binders

That's when my boss told me give up on scheme

So I quit my day job and I kept my day dream

Fuck what you think cause it ain't what it seems

And if it is then it's none of your business anyway

That's how I feel

My only thought was ever being too real

You only think never say

That's why your situation never change

You stayed put I came back

Cause I knew where to find you

After two winters and two summers

Grinding all day through the struggle

Even-number of flower petals

I love you, not

A dozen roses but thirty-two to remind you

Of what it is what it could've been

Now it's all dead

Now my pen inks with vengeance for what they all said

What's the point of my predicament if I stay down?

Hey now, indicate you've got something to say now

OOO they finna learn here's the lesson plan

Write a song a day in the rain as I wade in the water

It's cool in school

I'm with the sharks and the minnows

I'm swimming in a world where all my walls is windows

They like oh shit oh shit he throwing bricks

I ain't one to judge

Fuck it if the shoe fits

I heard the altar call but I don't fuck with pulpits

And I'm cool yeah I'm cool right now

Ice cube shit