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level seven - bourbon ginger lyrics

[hook: bk]
daylight never looks for you
in the room you spent your youth
give a little love, give a little love, give a little love, my girl
days i spend in solitude
in your favorite color mood
give a little love, give a little love, give a little love, my girl

[verse 1: amar]
yeah, yeah, yeah
the keef is scattered on the counter like
yeah, my thoughts they scatter during encounters, right?
yeah, will i take the run like counter right?
you say, “what’s my major?,” i don’t know it’s like accounting, right?
i don’t know she gots the money
she always nosy, know her nose is always runny
i make her laugh because i know she knows i’m funny, yeah
i know the hoes who like to trip and smoke a ton tonight
yeah, i smoked a ton tonight
well, give me love and give me liquor, smoking dynamite
i got the diamonds, got the homies, i don’t lie, alright?
i speak the truth and then i never have to lie
i won’t front if you don’t
i won’t love if you don’t
i won’t bluff if you don’t
i buy the stuff that you won’t
i smoke the reef that they don’t
we live the life that they won’t
i take the risk that they won’t
we live forever, they won’t
i’m like d-mn

[verse 2: bk]
so i guess we’ll grind a bit, yeah
then we’ll unwind a bit, yeah
can we rewind a bit?
don’t know where time has went
let go of all resentment
dumb sh-t that ended friendships
becoming zombies from prescriptions
i don’t care if it’s recommended
job offerings always pending
that call from you is always ending
that text from me is always sending
and i’m working hard at not disconnecting
and being more genuine when you ask me for advice
think critically and attack the different sides
but never pick a side without understanding different sides
bright colors dim at night
learned this from my dad which i’ll p-ss when he p-ss
maybe throw it back with the past like steve nash
summer’s always ending and we roll through fall
winter break we’re not ready to go back home
so we don’t go, send my parents my love
i hold it down sober, she’s drinking some bub
just us in the loft, it’s lit like a bulb
gonna play “rococo” like we’re up in the club
i worry that she’s gonna slip up
it’s stiff drinks and drugs that she slips into functions
she’s a misfit, dysfunctional, brilliantly comfortable, generally wonderful, and ultimately cuffable, yeah

[bridge: bk]
she does drugs for entertainment
it helps us when your friends are famous
she does drugs for entertainment
it helps us when your friends are famous
she does drugs for entertainment
it helps us when your friends are famous
she does drugs for entertainment
it helps us when your friends are famous
it helps us when your friends are famous
it helps us when your friends are famous
it helps us when your friends are famous
it helps us when your–

[hook: bk]
daylight never looks for you
in the room you spent your youth
give a little love, give a little love, give a little love, my girl

- level seven lyrics

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