Something

Lyrics: Haanesha Smith Music: Max He/Arnetta Johnson Time is ticking baby It’s half past soon and almost noon Ain’t no more sleepwalking So be sure to dream with your eyes Wide open

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Something came to me in forms of dreams I barely see a break of bread But I’m still fine I rest my head and ease my mind Something came to me in forms of dreams I barely see a break of bread But I’m still finе I rest my head and easе my mind

Thinking about a time where writing verses in my dorm room with my folks was perfect Stress relieving earth we coasting Breaking down some woods I got you Spot you five if you could purchase Dimes and ounces from your plugs service Got me now I’ll reimburse you Calling mom cause I’ll be home once those grades start slipping And the cafe not comparing to what’s made from kitchens of home I tend to stray alone or keep a couple with me that keep it a buck, 50 **** with those who ****ing with me I listen to things that soothe me Coltrane for my wake and bake and Alice for my movements Read a couple passages that move me Then write some paragraphs on loose leaves, imagining my movie Life without a storyboard or a blue screen I do my own stunts and ain’t no double taking Stunt double stuck impatient Honestly just **** waiting Testing on my luck and taking everything I want And plus some more I started writing For The Sol Still got plans of touching gold And that’s on God

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Something came to me in forms of dreams I barely see a break of bread But I’m still fine I rest my head and ease my mind Something came to me in forms of dreams I barely see a break of bread But I’m still fine I rest my head and ease my mind