you get in the car And I'ma light one up Hit the gas station go and buy a cigar And a Philly blunt Every time I breathe it's like I'm taking a puff Turn
want to I wish that I would do what I don't do I need a miracle, I hope I come through I'm tryna work it out, I need a jump soon 'Cause I've about had
Yeah, alright Hey Cupid (Hey Cupid) Do I look stupid? (Do I look stupid?) I'm not going to fall for none of yo' tricks no more Your arrow won't pierce
you Not over you And every time I lose a girlfriend I call you, yeah, I call you Walk with me, I made a few more beats Since the last time you done talk
, losing it, losing it Walking around, looking for a way But no one tells me which way to go There's people around, people say my name But somehow I'm still all alone Hand me a
So just make some miles between here and there There's a hole in my head where the rain comes in You took my body and played to win Ha ha woman it's a
a matter of time) The illest new song writter Illest new producer... Mike Posner. (Its just a matter of time) Its a matter of time, the mixtapes find
tumbling down And they didn't even put up a fight They didn't even make up a sound I found a way to let you in But I never really had a doubt Standing
just a matter of time Before this all comes crashing down The harder you try The more we can see the real you The real, real you It's just a matter of time
your street But every time I call you let me light one up for free I'm sure that you're never ever gonna be a runway model But you can make a bomb ass
: If I could write you a song, and make you fall in love, I would already have you up under my arm. I used to pull all my tricks, I hope that you like
know that you're out my league, but you lead me on & tell me that you're into me cause cause cause you know you got me on a string, and if you pull it
a matter of time) The illest new song writter Illest new producer... Mike Posner. (It's just a matter of time) It's a matter of time, the mixtapes find
: Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh, yeah, alright Hey Cupid (Hey Cupid) Do I look stupid? (Do I look stupid?) I'm not going to fall for none of yo tricks no more
Verse 2:] Walking around... Looking for a way... But no one tells me which way to go... There's people around... People say my name... But some how I'm still all alone... Hand me a
the car, and I'ma light one up. Hit the gas station go and buy a cigar and a philly blunt. Every time I breathe it's like I'm taking a puff, turn the