Lyrics to Sweetheart. Sweethard. Sweetodd.
We were slept on
We left the [?], man, woah, hahaha
That's a Dior locked up
Feelings linger but the finger all rocked up
I drop a jewel like your niece name, breaking up
All the bad frames 'til the police came
This the Black Star lineup, like, Marcus DeCargo
It's all the stardust that we spark up
They say the target is vegan chicks with the tofu
It's hard, though, this the shit the gangstas smoke too
You taking up all the space that's left in my heart, now I'm waking up
To a world you breaking apart, you trust the papers
And say I'm known for breaking her hearts, has god forsaken us?
A cuss is worth of these making it hard, well, we make love
You speak in colors, shoot a canvas on the paintbrush
You get submissive and aggressive when you say something
Okay, like, I need the wonder skin when you take blood
These other chicks, man, they faker than the lace front
Eyes is the window to the soul but it's caked up
Sad face clowning but the cover it would make up
The key painting 'cause the good fortune favor us
You hear this beat like you snort up the Ma$e of us
One said I'm too noble for simple love
Said, ''The other, have you ever been noble enough?
But, never mind, clever fool, I love your style
Is it for your tender clutch tryna crush my wealth?''
See, it's the moments like these, you remember to breathe
Forget the scenery and remember the flee, ha
Forget the magic, remember the sleeves, ah
South cloaks, dangerous charms, and the truth too wild for the blinds to hide
Find the solace in the dark that the light is not afraid of the dark
That part, the kids should light a spark, that's art
But don't be confused, you won't put me to the screws
Bey do what Bey do, beneath the sun and moon
Eden was fresh, it's nothing new, feeling great, how are you?
Sweetheart
Sweetheart
Sweetheart
Sweetheart
Sweetheart
We left the [?], man, woah, hahaha
That's a Dior locked up
Feelings linger but the finger all rocked up
I drop a jewel like your niece name, breaking up
All the bad frames 'til the police came
This the Black Star lineup, like, Marcus DeCargo
It's all the stardust that we spark up
They say the target is vegan chicks with the tofu
It's hard, though, this the shit the gangstas smoke too
You taking up all the space that's left in my heart, now I'm waking up
To a world you breaking apart, you trust the papers
And say I'm known for breaking her hearts, has god forsaken us?
A cuss is worth of these making it hard, well, we make love
You speak in colors, shoot a canvas on the paintbrush
You get submissive and aggressive when you say something
Okay, like, I need the wonder skin when you take blood
These other chicks, man, they faker than the lace front
Eyes is the window to the soul but it's caked up
Sad face clowning but the cover it would make up
The key painting 'cause the good fortune favor us
You hear this beat like you snort up the Ma$e of us
One said I'm too noble for simple love
Said, ''The other, have you ever been noble enough?
But, never mind, clever fool, I love your style
Is it for your tender clutch tryna crush my wealth?''
See, it's the moments like these, you remember to breathe
Forget the scenery and remember the flee, ha
Forget the magic, remember the sleeves, ah
South cloaks, dangerous charms, and the truth too wild for the blinds to hide
Find the solace in the dark that the light is not afraid of the dark
That part, the kids should light a spark, that's art
But don't be confused, you won't put me to the screws
Bey do what Bey do, beneath the sun and moon
Eden was fresh, it's nothing new, feeling great, how are you?
Sweetheart
Sweetheart
Sweetheart
Sweetheart
Sweetheart
