(Cookies)

(It's a bird in a cage, it's a love trap)

It's a love trap
I been out of place
I been in and out my head and I been outta space
And I can't trust no one but me cause no one know my ways
And how I see myself for me like I don't got a face

I can't believe in no one else cause I don't got no space
I barely be me by myself cause I don't know my face
No I don't know my face, no I don't know my face
I can't believe in no on else cause I don't got no space

It's no New Mexico, it's Texaco we blowing dope
Pick up the ringer, hit the button like I want some more
Ain't been this way before
But I ain't turning back
And I ain't heading no where close
So I might hit you back

And Ima hit you back
When I can get some stacks
And pay back all that shit I stole and all that shit I bragged
And I been feeling Brad
Cause I been in a pit
And all this apple rotten shit done turned my shit to shits

Like who you rolling with
In this paradise
I see Bugatti cuts and awesome coasts with studded lights
I see the winters come from falls and turn this sun to ice
I see this phone still by side but I don't care to dial

Like who you rolling with
In this paradise
I see Bugatti cuts and awesome coasts with studded lights
I see the winters come from falls and turn this sun to ice
I see this phone still by side but I don't care to dial

It's a love trap
I been out of place
I been in and out my head and I been outta space
And I can't trust no one but me cause no one know my ways
And how I see myself for me like I don't got a face


But it's a love trap
I been out of place
I been in and out my head and I been outta space
And I can't trust no one but me cause no one know my ways
And how I see myself for me like I don't got a face

I'm way too faded for these cookies in my hand dawg
I'm way too faded for these cookies in my hand, bite!

I'm way too faded for these cookies in my hand dawg
I'm way too faded for these cookies in my hand, bite!

I'm way too faded for these cookies in my hand dawg
I'm way too faded for these cookies in my hand, bite!

I'm way too faded for these cookies in my hand dawg
I'm way too faded for these cookies in my hand, bite!

(In Time)

(You and me, in time)
(You and me, in time)

I pay the time by the first
Then I'm going broke by the 3rd
Fuck it I'm tripping like durst
And I don't think nobody cares
Tryna come up out the south
Tryna get gold in the mouth
And what go around come around
So I be around with the sound
So

(You and me, in time)
(You and me, in time)

(The river flows down, the flowers grow up)
(The snow makes no sound, on the mountain top)

(You and me, in time)
(You and me, in time)

(Raw, raw, raw, raw)

Back in the place where ya boy should belong
Puffing and twisting while gripping the chrome
Slide through the city, the mission is home
That 98 Chevy, the lease for the flow
65 coupes for my dudes when I'm on
My brodie is Duke and the Chi be his home
And no baby, Tony not shy as he seem
I be quietly thinking, "I'm tryna get on", cold

(You and me, in time)
(You and me, in time)

Time, time, time, time, time

You and me and me need some muthafuckin time

(You and me, in time)
(You and me, in time)

(The river flows down, the flowers grow up)
(The snow makes no sound, on the mountain top)

(You and me, in time)
(You and me, in time)