Testo Butterfly - Avery Slate
Testo della canzone Butterfly (Avery Slate), tratta dall'album Misadventures of a Triumphant
Met a degree bound chick
Always on her shit
Fine thing So divine
She need a wedding ring
What a queen where her crown
I used to never have a sober week
Then she pushed me to some therapy
Man I needed clarity
If we speaking honest
Her actions were iconic
Gave me what I wanted
I ran away but I should've stayed
Lord forgive me for my dumb ways
Sitting in regret lying in my stress
I confess shoulda done better
I ain't shit like the stereotype
But I wanna get right
Before I see the bright light
Before I see my granny
Fuck it where the weed at
Need something to ease my nerves
Need peace to my world
Out here living wreck less
Shit out here losing sleep
Tryna right my wrongs
For the ones long gone
In my darkest hour
Needed a hero
Was stuck in zero
You put the time in
You resided by my side
I wasn't the myself
Didn't care for my health
At the bottom like alcoholic
Raging anger
Anyone can catch this middle finger
In a bad space
Wasn't even happy on holidays
You came and changed things
Wasn't ready for the betterment
Treated you like cops treat niggas
Felt pain every time I pulled the trigger
Let you go I had to do
I'm causing mo tragedy then good energy
Shit I'm doing is making me look a enemy
You prayed for love I'm not the answer
I've turned into a cancer
Home girls said you need some chemo
You need to let me go
Take off like a rocket
I've been out of pocket
Not worried bout my conscience
I did you wrong im a dog
But I learned a lot of lessons
Loving myself was number one
Being a asshole ain't the way number two
Finally recognize love
But I ain't ready for it
Your teachings were parallel to the Bible
I thank you for everything
Hope the right nigga give you that wedding ring
Lay pipe right every night
Have a couple kids the white picket household
Trips to Europe pouring fine wine
Have some fine dine
Moments that I yearn for
Like you used to say can't have em
If you ain't tryna do right
I'm still deep into the nights
Pouring my Hennessy putting tree in the wood
In and out of bitches crib
Just tryna get my feel good
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Writer(s): Jordan Williams
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