Willie the Kid - Sepia Tone lyrics

rate me

I said I’m

Never said I was innocent

In the sense, I sense niggas too sensitive to see clear

Sepia tones is photographic apear

Piercing, pretty women stare from the peer

Bon voyage, burn logs in the bonfire

Fireflies flying in the glass jar

It’s limited, gotta live like my niggas did

A chick in every city I frequent bigger cribs

Frequent fly up, sit and have ad rink with liars

Business, hard to come by like music buyers

Bias to a fault, 12 foot vault

Vault and ceilings, feelings I never caught

The dreams I never had become the truth

And true enough, there’s nothing I much rather do

Say your prayer, spend time with the fam next to money

They say you catch more flies with honey

The fly, nothing sweet but how sweet it is

Book a sweet out in sweeden, swedish cribs

Some molly and bitches, we in stockholm

And back home, your own homies throw stones

I’m prone automatic, we act pragmatic

They say assassination ain’t diplomatic

Madness, black jags, dashboards like cabinets

Bad bitches, they nip pick you

Nigga please, no sadness, just hard work

And niggas never shovel the snow, of y’all work

So you can never know the effort it takes

To chase a tornado or measure a quake

Bungled up for the winter, summertime money

You say you catch more flies

Well honey, the fly love the sweet but how sweet it is

The fly love the sweet but how sweet it is

Bundled up for the winter, summertime money

You say you catch more flies

Well honey, the fly love the sweet but how sweet it is

Love the sweet but how sweet it is, it is.