MaNyfaCedGod

Yeah, uh

Vacay the pain away, uh

Smoking the pain away, uh

Drinking the-uh

Look at all we been through since last August

Skating through the rumors like, aw, shit!

Still came back, fucked up the red carpet

Shows how big your heart is

On the run, we took a hundred together

More than the money, it was the fact that we done it together

Uh, healing in real time

Song cry to resentment, that was real crying

Bonnie and Clyde things, we hold it down

Had we surrendered then, that'd be the real crime

Got through it, got blessed times two with it

New Bel-Air estates with four pools in it

I told my bro, you gotta go home, over vino

Goodfella, don't gamble with your life, this ain't Casino

Cost him two mill' plus the child support

We'll get the money back, but not the child support

It's getting too late, we can't afford mistakes

Woulda broke me down had you got away

It woulda broke me up had you took my child away

I'm glad we found a way

Sexin' the pain away

Vacay the pain away

Drinking the pain away, smoking the pain away yeah

Too perfect not to wonder

If we created a flame that would warm us 'til October

We invented lovers from company for the summer

I was many faces, but at least I was willing to change

I was worried that the way I was would end me up alone

Shit feels so beautiful, don't you agree? (I was worried that)

The way I was

Would end me up alone

Our external reality is an opportunity to heal our internal upset

Let's build a cathedral these evils couldn't fuck with

I wanna spend my Saturdays and my latter-days, eating sundaes and enjoying Mondays

Not worrying about what none say

Yoncé

All on this mouth like liquor

That my nigga, uh, that my nigga

Over everything, each of our mood swings

Whenever attitudes change, like a mood ring

Ain't nothing like somebody that get ya

Baby, I get ya

Let's go through this thing, come out stronger, the golden journey

Broken is better than new, that's kintsukuroi

You're fine china

I'm a bull and ball in a china shop

I promise to repair with gold each bowl I drop

Be grateful for whatever comes

Because each has been sent from a guy from beyond

That's what Rumi say

Never go to bed mad, that's what my Ummi say

It always took her less to say more

I always thought she was an angel, now I'm sure

Sure