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tyler tims - memento mori lyrics

[verse 1]
too much to do out here
while you locked up on that screen
i’m chilling through the atmosphere
thank god for the reup but honestly it don’t add no years
tounge for the tab young minds for the tablet i thought we knew that
ooh thats my bad
pippen, rodman,jordan guess we’ll call that sh-t a throwback
my mind be way way way to up i’m high i’ll find my own path
spitting writing criticizing while sippin on cognac
gotta live life for the moments
if you don’t i don’t know what you doing
take that
absorb where you came from
couple road trips and i been good
but you always know that you coming back
news on, wait for who’s gone
some white flowers n tomb stones
think back when i knew ya
no led or allusions
we’ve change
critiquing my memories when them stories start to fade
at the same time, being blindsided by the ones i thought was safe
get these hoes off of my waist
left my phone at the crib
yet i can’t even complain
got these drugs in my veins
now i can’t feel my face
panza p-ss me that drank
i dont know where we at
hold up miss what’s your name
yeah

[hook]
baby you don’t need your phone
we can listen to the waves
yeah i brought a little dro
we can roll it if u want

tell me how you feel
what you really tryna chase
is it too much for the pain
slow down and just explain ain but,(x1)

you don’t need your phone
you don’t need your phone baby you don’t need your phone baby you don’t need a-

[verse 2]
night time where the day go uh
high hopes and my halo
tryna put my fam in a chateau
good vibes can you handle
if not-
take you out like tobacco
matter fact, smoking atmos
pack a fat bowl, f-ck your iphone
while i enter yo mind slow
with my eyes close
throw this in tha time capsule
to a time when our minds ain’t shackled
i’ll talk chat-fulls
in that chapel
ayo say that in my face
i don’t care what you can handle
i’ve been here like the whole time
keep on sleeping that’s okay tho
dont come around when im up chillin smokin wit my halo

[outro]
you don’t need yo f-ckin cell phone cell phone

why we even gotta go home

- tyler tims lyrics

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