Pictures

Life has got me all stuck up like a sticker

Mood is falling off like Vans, you could figure

This expression on my face

Cause the pressure at an ace

Making sure I don't light it up like an eighth

Nights been a nice cold brew like a drinker

I remember I met you we were drinking

We did more than cross paths

Talking bout our past she painted me a picture

Packing back to back as we back it up like pick ups

Never thought I'd crawl right back just to miss her

Karma cracked a smile when she handed me that mixture