Numbers - TEMPOREX

There used to be our picture from her sister's wedding day There on her lock screen, now it's just some ocean waves There used to be a bunch of hearts, right there beside my name She used to never miss one, but these days that girl just lets it ring I believe she don't one day I said, "Damn, it's good to hear your voice, feels like it's been forever" Ask her how's her mom and them, and how's that West Coast weather? Yeah, I know, it's late, I'm sorry But, no, I swear I ain't that drunk I know she won't, and I don't blame her But if she ever picked it up I'd tell her it's my fault and I still love her But she quit taking calls from Tennessee numbers I bet she hides her accent, so one asks her where she's from And steers clear of whiskey 'cause it stirs them memories up And there's a boy from back on that she still won't talk about If he could talk to her right now He'd say, "Damn, it's good to hear your voice, feels like it's been forever" Ask her how's her mom and them, and how's that West Coast weather? Yeah, I know, it's late, I'm sorry But, no, I swear I ain't that drunk I know she won't, and I don't blame her But if she ever picked it up I'd tell her it's my fault and I still love her But she quit takin' calls from Tennessee numbers From Tennessee numbers I used to be the one, and now I'm just an 8-6-5 If I could just talk to her, maybe I could change her mind And I'd say, "Damn, it's good to hear your voice, feels like it's been forever" Ask her how's her mom and them, and how's that West Coast weather? Yeah, I know, it's late, I'm sorry But, no, I swear I ain't that drunk I know she won't, and I don't blame her But if she ever picked it up I'd tell her it's my fault and I still love her But she quit takin' calls from Tennessee numbers Tennessee numbers

I'm so bossy, bitch, get off me It's a different jingle when you hear these car keys Your SL's missing an S, nigga Your plane's missing a chef The common theme see they both got wings If you fly, do it to death It's only one God, and it's only one crown So it's only one king that can stand on this mound King Push, kingpin, overlord Coast Guard come a hundred goin' overboard I got money with the best of 'em Go blow for blow with any Mexican Don't let your side bitches settle in Might have to headbutt your Evelyn Ballers, I put numbers on the boards Hard to get a handle on this double-edged sword Whether rappin' or I'm rappin' to a whore Might reach back and relapse to wrappin' up this raw Givenchy fittin' like it's gym clothes We really gymstars, I'm like D. Rose No D-league, I'm like these clothes '88 Jordan, leaping from the free throw Ballers, I put numbers on the boards (Motherfuckers can't rhyme no more, 'bout crime no more) Mix drug and show money, Biggs Burke on tour Twenty-five bricks, move work like chore Hit Delaware twice, needed twenty-five more I see flaw, cracks in your diamond CB4 when you rhyme, Simple Simon Come and meet the pieman, a must that I flaunt it The legend grows legs when it comes back to haunt us Ballers, I put numbers on the boards Can't a bitch living say I bought her Michael Kors? Every car driven was decided by the horse Keep the sticker in the window 'case you wonder what it cost How could you relate when you ain't never been great? And rely on rap money to keep food up on your plates, nigga? I might sell a brick on my birthday Thirty-six years of doing dirt like it's Earth Day, GAWD Ballers, I put numbers on the boards

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

I'm not awake I'm not alone You're right beside my face Will you love me this way? 'Cause I'm dancing with my eyes closed It's okay, it's me, babe One more time for my taste One more time for my taste See me fall from your eyes to your waist One more time for my taste Drink this wine from your sweet, from your case I feel your love, I feel your faith always You're not awake You're not alone I'm calling off that fragile case Oh, baby Are you dancing with your eyes closed? It's okay, it's me, babe One more time for my taste I'll lick your wounds I'll lay you down One more time for my taste See me fall from your eyes to your waist One more time for my taste Drink this wine from your sweet, from your case I feel your love, I feel your faith always See me fall from your eyes to your waist I feel your love, I feel your faith always One more time for my taste One more time for my... One more time for my... One more time for my... One more time for my home I'll lick your wounds I'll lay you down I'll lick your wounds I'll lay you down I'll lick your wounds I'll lay you down I'll lay you down