Sometimes (Freestyle) Lyrics

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Sometimes it's hard

To put it all together

I pray for better days

I pray one day I can forget her

Amoral state of mind

Gettin' tempted by the pleasure

Her body soakin wet

She screamin' "fuck me" when I spread her

Getting home

Sun is rising seven in the morning

I feel like god is lookin' at me

Giving me a warning

Thirty stacks, milkin' up this game

It's gettin' boring

I'm slidin' like Pharrel

The way this bitches keep on callin'

So hot, someone call the fire department

Curve ball

Directions pointed to the glove compartment

100 miles an hour

In this game I'm that jamaican

Cruisin' over pages

Feelin' this high pace sensations

In vino veritas

Homies crying over fake shit

Feelin' sorry for themselves instead of fucking fix it

Diggin' for the roots and cut the evil with a clean hit

Dogmas keep on preachin'

Listen, go ahead and sing it