Roses

Swear my room look like my mind these days

Its either clear and collected, or neither

Seems I need something other than time and space

Shawty coulda seen diamond rings

But props to your timing

Cuz I see acres, I'm less in pursuit of shiny things

Plus you been glowing less and I'm more star-like

Foes want me be ghost, and might get close but I'm more far sight

Alcantara soft, stock Recaros yeah the car nice

But you don't know my walk life

And all them other off nights

The bars cold like Klondike