Future Present
I made this cause I had to
Made it cause you let the door open distract you
Made it cause that ain’t the truth all on the night news
Weigh this but I am not even pagan or baptist
But I’m praying and practice
I was playing in patios
Did it back in the past too
I was taking the rap ride
Made it cause I’m the guy to
Made it cause of the silence
Made it cause of the vibe too
If you’re like me you wanna fly too
Picture Perfect
Future Present
If I can’t let it out tonight then it’s suicide
Picture Perfect
Future Present
If I can’t let it out tonight then it’s suicide
My funky brother prince was fighting them for his publishing
While Michael was in court they watching em’ try to rubbish him
And back in my country they struggling with the government
Troubling and it’s bubbling
Mumbling God’ll punish em’
Free
Highway on a Sunday
She went one way came back like a runway
She fell in love with the Beast
Lived in her dreams and we had sex on the beach
Picture Perfect
Future Present
If I can’t let it out tonight then it’s suicide
Picture Perfect
Future Present
If I can’t let it out tonight then it’s suicide
Picture perfect me