hes so underated its surprising
lyrics:
Could you lay with meUnderneath the stars, just conversate with me?My plane is boarding soon and it's so plain to seeThat one could lose his waySo could you pray with meThat I don't lose my soul in the luxury?
Money the jealous type, I always knew itI knew she'd come around if I only sweat the musicBut I'm starting to believe it, that's a problem to my healthCause the size of half these checks could make me vomit on myselfBut I give it up to heaven cause it isn't JonThe chorus, an instrumental, oh you think it's odd?I don't have to give you lyrics cause I know it's GodThat's why I get emotional when the chorus drops
We're not sad at allWe know you have to leave and we're not mad at allYou'll be back in town and we'll play basketballAnd if you fall off track we'll be your AdderallWe won't let your soul drown in luxury
Money the jealous type, I always knew itI knew she'd come around if I only sweat the musicBut I'm starting to believe it, that's a problem to my healthCause the size of half these checks could make me vomit on myselfBut I give it up to heaven cause it isn't JonThe chorus, an instrumental, oh you think it's odd?I don't have to give you lyrics cause I know it's GodThat's why I get emotional when the chorus drops
[Audra Mae:]Pray with meLay with meConversate with mePray with meLay with meConversate with mePlease don't let my soul drown in luxury
