Текст песни Inspiration (feat. Mr.Supernova & LAV!$H) [Remix] - Julian Carpio

You're the Moon

I'm your Sun

Yes we call it

Inspiration

When you come

Between the sheets

And get this sweet

Sensation

When you call

When you're home

I'm in bed

I'm alone

Anytime

Anywhere

Hit me up

I'll be there

Now it's 12:30 and I pick up the phone

Hopin' that I hear your voice all alone

I'm pickin' through your thoughts

Give a dawg a bone

Fightin' for a spot

Man I'm goin' home

1:30, shit I'm movin' kinda fast

130 miles, foot on the gas

Call it time travel, I'm on that ass

Thought I'd show you that I was deadass

Now I'm on the highway

This method got me movin' sideways

I've been

In the stu with hella oppas

I've been, grindin' on my actions

Ah shit

I'll switch

Find nothing in options

This daily occurrence is nonsense

A daily occurrence is simply inferring

You're tired of hurting

I'll come in a hurry and I'm on the way

Like I called you an Uber

Who was the one who maneuvered?

Who was the one that you called when the drama was low?

Where did we go?

Oh

Who was the one who maneuvered?

Who was the one that you called when the drama was low?

Where did we go?

Oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

You're the Moon

I'm your Sun

Yes we call it

Inspiration

When you come

Between the sheets

And get this sweet

Sensation

When you call

When you're home

I'm in bed

I'm alone

Anytime

Anywhere

Hit me up

I'll be there

Got a whole lotta old ways

Tryna get by

Love is a bird, and my bird don't fly

Been through first, I'm the worst

And I know it inside

It's a curse, last words

But I need the be right

Never first, always hurt

But I hate when we fight

Bitch I hate when we fight

Gettin' high on the shit that killed Whitney

Life's dope when the bag say Fendi

Drink a lot of liquor

Prolly fuckin' up my kidney

Y'all should treat me like a King

Like my first name was Henry

Ion trust humans, so I keep me a semi

Pack dumb, go retarded like Timmy

Sippin' good drank

Ion need Henny

Bags feelin' light, I just spent a couple Benji's

I seen a blue turn into five Jacksons

I'm makin' money while I'm chiefin' and relaxin'

You a fuck boy

I gotta keep taxin'

I'm hungry for this paycheck

Like I've been fuckin' fastin'

Ashin' blunts on your PhD diploma

Might take a bunch of pills

Put myself into a coma

Might lose my mind

Choke a baby like I'm Homer

Nice church goer turned to devilish stoner

Fuck a loner, I've been sober, life is fuckin' me over

I keep a blower, should of told her use my hand as a choker

And I'm a smoker, chief the olda 'til I laugh like the Joker

Super soaker, bullet loader, man this life is mediocre

I sell rhymes 'cause the dope too slow

Catch me in the studio, mackin' on hoes

Blowin' her back out for my daily dose of cardio

Came in with militia guns

Homie on his army flow

Soy El Sicario

Del Diablo

Reality's the truth

It's a hard pill to swallow

I'm the best in this bitch it's a hard act to follow

You're the Moon

I'm your Sun

Yes we call it

Inspiration

When you come

Between the sheets

And get this sweet

Sensation

When you call

When you're home

I'm in bed

I'm alone

Anytime

Anywhere

Hit me up

I'll be there

My chopper want the best, but I'll never let that shit hurt me

My momma always workin'

Once I get that check she splurgin'

Imma put her in that '96 Impala that's for certain

We gon' throw that bitch on 24s

On God she gon' be swervin'

My sister used to want the Tahoe

Now she want the 'Burban

Had to tell my Daddy chill, he said he wanna go back to servin'

My brother just came home, and now he grindin' puttin' work in

You gon' die by my lil' sister

Disrespect her and it's curtains

All my life for the money I've been yearnin'

I can hear the blues callin' it's concernin'

I've been plottin' for a minute

Just as Irving

Catch him with his wifey

Run them pockets

Come up off that Birkin

Oh you need some Inspiration?

Watch this AR get to twerkin'

I still fuck up on occasion

It's okay, nobody's perfect

You just need a lil' persuasion

You get anything you want

Ion need no therapy, I just need another blunt

Bitch I need some clarity

Why you can't just say what you want?

That lil' nigga from the O'

He steady clutchin' on the pump

'Fore I let you play me like a hoe

I up this bitch and dump

I done came a long way and I ain't goin' back for nun

I remember coming home from school

Eviction notice posted on the door

Sixteen years of sleepin' on the floor

I know how it feel

Had to struggle, I ain't show it tho

Grew up by Windermere, all my friends they had designer clothes

Went shopping once a year, but I had everything I needed

Momma made sure we was Gucci hoe

But then I got greedy, started hittin' licks and robbin' folk

Focused on this music shit, but I'll still make you kiss the floor

You're the Moon

I'm your Sun

Yes we call it

Inspiration

When you come

Between the sheets

And get this sweet

Sensation

When you call

When you're home

I'm in bed

I'm alone

Anytime

Anywhere

Hit me up

I'll be there