Pivot Therapy Lyrics

We catch eyes and trade smiles

Your fine ass got fun size

A while since you Bay side

Been too wild on this side

Through your eyes, a safe light

Roses and safe flights

Night calls till' daylight

FaceTime need eye sight

No question in my type

If you ask what I like

You're a breakdown of my type

I'm chasing what I like

No limit to how I

Fold like a close line

At thoughts of you being mine

I still need to reline

I step back and recline

Need to lock in and redial

I'm starting to see I

Was clocked in on wrong time

Need my Ms like that white boy from 8 Mile

Maze running, blazed in these Scorched Trials

Need a head hunter, need La boca

I need a fun sized lil bitch, I need "Lola"

Uh, I love them red and the Mocha

Someone tell Melii, that I'm nice at giving matta

Had a Puerto Rican, she just loved to call me "Papa"

We fell off, cause I wasn't fuckin with the "ah ah"

She wish I handled it . . . differently and fluently

I got a bad habit of leaving, I be truancy

I hate my generational trauma, that shit cruelty

All this pain around my wrist like that shit jewelry

"Blaaaaaack"

"What you doing? Where you been? How's your mental? Look at your you skin"

That shit glowing huh, see I'm HIM

But this feeling dont come easy, life been treating me like shit

Like all I want is to be rich

Then find me a "lil ahh" to provide for

That's why I'm tryna get a bag and some cargo

I need that pie delivered, fuck Digiornos

Every time I find me a Queen, I'm the side hoe

My mindset's a shift to being locked in only

Had a girl I called "Uchiha", she been locked in on me

It's a shame I had to free her, shit got way too lonely

Her throat made her a keeper but I left her ass for you

We catch eyes and trade smiles

Your fine ass got fun size

A while since you Bay side

Been too wild on my side

Through your eyes, a safe light

Roses and safe flights

Night calls till' daylight

FaceTime need eye sight