CULEBRA Lyrics

I thought only you

Would guide me back to love

I'll be home soon

And when I get there I'ma try to mend what's broken

And find out what I need to do

I heard you got a new

Good for you

Why you trying to get over

Trying to pull one on me

I can't help but be open

Despite you shutting down on me

Trying to keep my composure

When you run cold on me, but I

Oh I just might

I might

I might

Oh I might

On sight, on sight, yeah

Now you trying to get over

Trying to pull one on me

Now you trying to be open

Despite you shutting down on me

Grave digger, getting to the roots, yeah

Dirt dug, get it by the muse, yeah

Black thoughts vomit and exude, yeah

Making mills out of meals missed

Trauma bonds, why you can't bail?

You gotta see it thru you can't sail

I thought I knew you well

But you could sell hallow to shell

You could sell closure to a seal

Oh you can bring health to ill, huh?

All without a deal, right?

That's the way it goes when your A&R'ed by the morning star

The Devil on ya back, gotta break

Wait

Soul running tracks

Rubber, popping flats

So, If you crash and don't make it safe

Won't play a 808

Or send a mayday, SOS

Cause someone sent a reaper to collect all your debts

Your shell is translucent

The fear in your pores

The smells putrid

It looms

Peace to MF Doom

Stoop kids gon' come outside

And catch a lyrical drive by

For playing eye spy with a blind eye

You unconcerned and I'm undeterred

Despite what they might of heard

My might is word

When will you learn?

Separation is murder

No need to encourage it

Go ahead it's your turn

What's the word?

For your tongue is a razor blade that paved the way

Your bubbling assumptions are always popping something

You troubling

I thought only you

Would guide me back to love

I'll be home soon

And when I get there I'ma try to mend what's broken

(I gotta fix this thing between me and myself)

And find out what I need to do

I heard you got a new

Good for you

Why you trying to get over

Trying to pull one on me

I can't help but be open

Despite you shutting down on me

Trying to keep my composure

When you run cold on me, but I

Oh I just might

I might

I might

Oh I might

On sight, on sight, yeah

Now you trying to get over

Trying to pull one on me

Now you trying to be open

Despite you shutting down on me

Now you trying to get over

But you shutting down on me