Jblumes - MARY JANE Lyrics

Yesterday I told my mom that I love a girl
I pray to god that she don't go head and tell the world
But I guess it's just what mom's do
I be on the town kickin' round with my brown shoes
Does she wanna rock, I can't tell if she down to
Ya I said I love her but I don't know if she want to
She don't know I feel this way about her let me ask you
Would she wanna go out for some lunch, we could walk, bring her back to the crib
She the type of girl that make you space out in class
But she the type of girl that prolly way out my class
The asses n' boobs are sick, but I need a girl who want adventure the world
Ya she the one I could tell
Ya I could tell you a tale, but that ain't really my style
I found my sound but that shit really fucking took me a while
Like figuring out it's over, all the days of being a child
They asking questions bout my personal life, this ain't a trial
I'm seeing clear oakley, I'm staying focused
I'm smoking weed, but doing well why fix what isn't broken
My chain choking and that pussy wet like frank ocean
I be on my shit, and got time for ever hoping
That shit is hopeless, no way coping
I call her diggs, cuz every weekend her legs her open, not joking
For some it feels like they have already won
I'm blessed for what I have, but know that there's a lot to be done
Not really sorry if y'all think that I'm an asshole
Just cuttin' verses I ain't talking bout no grass mowed
At least you listened and it's fact that it ain't trash flow
Your dad broke, what you flexing, that's some cap hoe
I'm pulling bitches in the mustache I'm attack mode
Whipping fast down the street hope it ain't last road
When they on aux my shit been running, stay on blast yo
And on they own, I know they feel it, let the track roll
I don't got a mrs, but when she said I'm hitting spots I know that she ain't talking pitches
Imma stay wishing, until I find it I can't settle nah I've played bitches
This moment comes in once a life, no sir I can't miss it
I got gucci on my face, ain't no ray bans
Does it look like I give a fuck, I'm on the way man
Yeah, I got bigger things than being fake man
Alright I'm out just like these hoes who got a spray tan
Yesterday I told my mom that I love a girl
I pray to god that she don't go head and tell the world
But I guess it's just what mom's do
I be on the town kickin' round with my brown shoes

Yesterday I told my mom that I love a girl
I pray to god that she don't go head and tell the world
But I guess it's just what mom's do
I be on the town kickin' round with my brown shoes
Does she wanna rock, I can't tell if she down to
Ya I said I love her but I don't know if she want to
She don't know I feel this way about her let me ask you
Would she wanna go out for some lunch, we could walk, bring her back to the crib
She the type of girl that make you space out in class
But she the type of girl that prolly way out my class
The asses n' boobs are sick, but I need a girl who want adventure the world
Ya she the one I could tell
Ya I could tell you a tale, but that ain't really my style
I found my sound but that shit really fucking took me a while
Like figuring out it's over, all the days of being a child
They asking questions bout my personal life, this ain't a trial
I'm seeing clear oakley, I'm staying focused
I'm smoking weed, but doing well why fix what isn't broken
My chain choking and that pussy wet like frank ocean
I be on my shit, and got time for ever hoping
That shit is hopeless, no way coping
I call her diggs, cuz every weekend her legs her open, not joking
For some it feels like they have already won
I'm blessed for what I have, but know that there's a lot to be done
Not really sorry if y'all think that I'm an asshole
Just cuttin' verses I ain't talking bout no grass mowed
At least you listened and it's fact that it ain't trash flow
Your dad broke, what you flexing, that's some cap hoe
I'm pulling bitches in the mustache I'm attack mode
Whipping fast down the street hope it ain't last road
When they on aux my shit been running, stay on blast yo
And on they own, I know they feel it, let the track roll
I don't got a mrs, but when she said I'm hitting spots I know that she ain't talking pitches
Imma stay wishing, until I find it I can't settle nah I've played bitches
This moment comes in once a life, no sir I can't miss it
I got gucci on my face, ain't no ray bans
Does it look like I give a fuck, I'm on the way man
Yeah, I got bigger things than being fake man
Alright I'm out just like these hoes who got a spray tan
Yesterday I told my mom that I love a girl
I pray to god that she don't go head and tell the world
But I guess it's just what mom's do
I be on the town kickin' round with my brown shoes