paroles de chanson Possession - Cole Ross
Dilated
pupils
and
a
rapid
heartbeat
in
this
car
seat
Mr.
officer,
shhh,
let
the
art
speak
I'm
just
tryna
let
loose
from
a
hard
week
I
got
blues
like
shark
week,
so
this
great
white
Gon
spark
heat,
through
the
late
night
I
had
to
pick
her
up
to
pick
me
up,
see
it's
date
night
She
ain't
really
even
mine
tho,
always
on
my
mind
tho
You
know
she
in
her
bag,
she
a
dime
tho
See
her
in
the
mirror,
yeah
she
fine
tho
Got
me
studying
shawty
like
it's
a
crime
show
And
I'm
so,
tryn
stunt
With
my
misses,
she
sweeter
than
swishers,
to
be
blunt
Now,
this
ain't
no
confession,
but
I
was
driving
my
days
with
no
direction
till
my
ms.
Daisy
Gave
an
injection,
the
officer
snuffed,
laughed,
put
me
in
cuffs,
and
charged
me
with
possession
So
now
we
all
alone,
it's
Good
you
back
home,
with
Everyone
you
love,
see
Speaking
on
the
phone,
didn't
Do
the
job
enough,
but
Now
we
in
our
zone,
love
Back
to
what
we
we've
know,
cuz
I
have
you
to
my
own,
see
I
have
you
to
my
own
Have
you
to
my
own
Have
you
to
my
own
Have
you
to
my
own
I
ain't
really
talking
bout
owning
She
ain't
no
object,
so
I
gotta
object
to
the
omen
3 in
the
morning,
I
was
up
late
night
like
Conan
Tryna
hit
her
phone
when
The
tone
hit,
awkward
moment
Her
atonement,
mistakes
that
I
made,
so
afraid
that
I'd
blown
it
Remember
when
we
used
to
laugh
in
class
You
had
me
gassed,
we
kissed,
girl,
it
happened.
I
know
I
caught
feelings
like
interceptions
with
indecision
With
this
affliction,
no
scoring
seven,
I
missed
the
kicking
I
didn't
say
how
I
really
feel,
but
lovely,
this
real
Skip
the
fiction,
no
misperception,
I
miss
the
friction
This
ain't
no
benediction,
there's
more
for
us
The
world
tore
us
and
more
swore
us
But
I'm
driven
like
a
Ford
Taurus,
from
your
chords
to
chorus
I'm
hooked,
no
intervention
for
this
addiction

1 Kingpen
2 Escobars
3 Homegrown (609)
4 Possession
5 DT Interlude
6 Don't Trip
7 Don't Trip, Too
8 TwoHeartsCloser
9 Blow
10 Life of My Highs
11 OD
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