Earl Carroll Vanities - Momenteumon Gord

You could have it all You could pawn it off You could learn to crawl Where you used to walk And I... I'm only burning vanities You could tell a tale You could sell it off You could find a grail Made of cinder block And I... I'm only burning vanities

Alright Ugh, ugh, ugh Good grief, I been reaping what I sow Nigga, I ain't been outside in a minute I been living what I wrote And all I see is snakes in the eyes of these niggas Momma taught me how to read 'em when I look Miss me at the precinct getting booked Fishy niggas stick to eating off of hooks Say you eating, but we see you getting cooked, nigga I don't act hard, I'm a hard act to follow, nigga Like it or not, when it drop, bet he gotta listen Chasing dragons, tryna make it happen, on a mission Step into the shadows, we could talk addiction When it's harmful where you going and the part of you that know it Don't give a fuck, pardon me for going into details 3-7-6 was a brothel We had females come in every hour on the dot And the shit sound like a gavel when it knock Focus on my chatter, ain't as frantic as my thoughts Lately I've been panicking a lot Feelin' like I'm stranded in a mob Scrambling for Xanax out the canister to pop Never getting out of hand, steady handling my job Time damaging my ties Who turn to get up? Get dude turned to dinner quick You circus niggas, you turning into tricks I was making waves, you was surfing in 'em Dealing with the stomach pains just from birthing niggas' shit Cut the grass off the surface Pray the lawnmower blade catch the back of a serpent nigga shit Bitch Good grief, I been reaping what I sow Nigga, I ain't been outside in a minute I been living what I wrote And all I see is snakes in the eyes of these niggas Momma taught me how to read 'em when I look Miss me at the precinct getting booked Fishy niggas stick to eating off of hooks Say you eating, but we see you getting cooked, nigga I'm fleeting thoughts on a leash For the moment, high as fuck I been alone in my shit for the longest Snakes sliding in the street Mama taught me how to not be like the bodies lying in them Pigs, riding in 'em I'm a target, so it's hard to even eye me in 'em If he ain't dying for me, then I ain't riding with him There's no time for that Making sure my man wallet's straight like a collar When you eyeing that Thinking 'bout my grandmama, find a bottle I'ma wallow when I lie in that I just want my time and my mind intact When they both gone, you can't buy 'em back

Girl I think it's time for a little me and you A little cut loose, unwind, tie one on I'm talking bout the two of us Kicking up some dust in my old truck I hope you're up for Getting down from a back road, down on a slow road Down to some old school rocking on the radio Down on some long decks down by the river side Down in the truck bed, down to some all night Girl I hope you're up for getting down Girl every time that I'm away All I can think is I can't wait to get back home Thinking bout your lips on mine, your blue eyes And making love, girl I hope you're up for Getting down from a back road, down on a slow road Down to some old school rocking on the radio Down on some long decks down by the river side Down in the truck bed, down to some all night Girl I hope you're up for getting down Getting down from a back road, down on a slow road Down to some old school rocking on the radio Down on some long decks down by the river side Down in the truck bed, down to some all night Girl I hope you're up for getting down Yeah girl I hope you're up for getting down For getting down Girl I think it's time for a little me A little cut loose, unwind, tie one on

She's like a drop of rain From a clear blue sky When my throat is dry She's like a tall glass, full of love Or a ... flying through the clouds With both her arms around My heart, she can turn a bad day into dust She's unreal So out of this world Unreal So down to earth So good, for me So wide, so deep Her love The way it makes me feel She's unreal It's like a honeysuckle, Blooming in the snow A warm kiss in the cold And the shade of a purple moon When I trip and fall She always has my hand Right there when I land When I am down, She's running my rescue She's unreal So out of this world Unreal So down to earth So good, for me So wide, so deep Her love The way it makes me feel She's unreal She's like waking up in a dream Walking around in my sleep A touch of heaven, totally surreal She's unreal Unreal She's like waking up in a dream Walking around in my sleep A touch of heaven, totally surreal She's unreal Unreal She's so good, for me So wide, so deep Her love The way it makes me feel She's unreal

I like old leather saddles Old cowboy lever actions From back when the West was Wild And I like guitars from the 50s And ghost town whiskey And boots that don't go outta style Old, cool I guess I'm old school So in love with you I wanna grow Old I'm gonna take a bunch of pictures Watch your hair turn silver One single pretty strand at a time And I'm gonna rock our baby's babies Right beside you baby And squeeze the most out of this life Old, but cool I guess I'm old school So in love with you I wanna grow Old As I long as you're there beside me Every night when I dream I can only hope that one day I'm gonna wake up and be Old But not too old, haha Old, cool I guess I'm old school So in love with you I wanna grow Old I wanna grow old with you I wanna grow old with you I wanna grow old with you, baby I wanna grow old with you I wanna grow old with you I wanna grow old with you, baby