B l i s s Lyrics

What does someone like me have to do to get with you

You're the flower shining in the sunlight with a view

Perfect size for me cause I'm not that tall, true

But I'll pick you up whenever you feel down, coming through

I'm an old school pick you up at seven type of guy

Open up the car door for you type of vibe

Look you up and down and let you know that you look fly

Ravishing and gorgeous like the apple of my eye

I can bite but I'm trying to do things a little different

Trying to talk less and be the person who will listen

Take my time but still take action instead of wishing

Cause I hate to look back on my life and wonder what I'm missing

Hopefully you can tell

I speak my mind like Chappelle

I'm in my mind like Pharrell

I'd rather talk on the cell

Hear your voice instead of texting

And low key flexing when I pull up to your door to ring the bell

You've been on my mind, you've been on my mind

Running all the time, running all the time

Thinking all the ways I could make you mine

You're the type of girl that is hard to find

You've been on my mind, you've been on my mind

Running all the time, running all the time

Thinking all the ways I could make you mine

You're the type of girl that is hard to find

You've been on my mind, you've been on my mind

Running all the time, running all the time

Thinking all the ways I could make you mine

You're the type of girl that is hard to find

You've been on my mind, you've been on my mind

Running all the time, running all the time

Thinking all the ways I could make you mine

You're the type of girl that is hard to find

Miss, bliss

There's nothing like it if we kiss

This, is something I keep thinking constantly about

It's up there written on my wish list

Man scratch that, I don't know if I should rap about this

Sounds so corny right now

Man, whatever, screw it

Keep it rolling

Pardon me, it's just that I'm not used to doing this

Coming across from my heart and my sleeve and rapping about it with moodiness

You got me tied up in a fantasy

Of can we be a family

I'm thinking too much in the future, you and I both in a canopy

Swinging left and right below

The moon and the stars at night, I know

The chance of making it might be low

But I like to think of it highly though

Rightly so, or maybe I'm just rightfully insane

It's the poetry inside of me escaping through my brain