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level seven - time + place lyrics

[verse 1: amar]
yeah, yeah
she an actress type
she got an actor type
and she ask for light, yeah
she a one in a million, right?
or like seven billion, right?
she a nerd, man, she laugh at perd
when we watching parks and rec, rolled a stern
got a candle burning and a nice view
always wonder what we might do
man, i think i like you
got some homies who get f-cked up
moving weight like a dump trunks
spinning like a lug nut, yeah
twisted what my drinks are, uh
eyes misty like i blink hard, yeah
got a jimmy when i get hard, whoa
brain blast like my hair’s hard
why you pull up like you fronting now?
we all the same, the only thing is you ain’t blunting loud

[bridge 1: amar]
yeah, taking shots like pop pop pop ’til i’m faded
pop pop ’til i’m pop ’til i’m faded
taking shots like pop pop pop ’til i’m faded
pop pop ’til i’m pop ’til i’m faded
taking shots like pop pop pop ’til i’m faded
pop pop ’til i’m pop ’til i’m faded
(why you pull up like you fronting now?
we all the same, the only thing is you ain’t blunting loud)
taking shots like pop pop pop ’til i’m faded
pop pop ’til i’m pop ’til i’m faded

[hook: bk]
oh, this for when we’re wasted
this that time and place sh-t
almost graduated like ye did
this for when we’re wasted
this that time and place sh-t
almost graduated like ye did

[bridge 2: bk]
everything around me is just noise
momma thinks my life is destroyed
tryna make her proud of her boys
everything around me is just noise
momma thinks my life is destroyed
tryna make her proud of her boys
her boys, her boys, her boys

[verse 2: bk]
just like mom makes
just like bombay
family over everything, except my balmains
watching ball games every sunday
steelers gonna win the super bowl, i swear it’s coming!
left brain wondering when things get serious you change the subject
on a binge these days, i’ve been watching netflix
watching friends and thinking about my friendships
thinking about the friends i’ve had since we were freshman
charge it to the game, f-ck i gotta pay my credit
college really changed me, it made me apathetic
i’ve been stuck in bed and feeling real pathetic

[outro: bk]
but we’re all synthetic now
got a headache and some lettuce that needs breaking down
met you in the cloud

- level seven lyrics

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