Текст песни Beersheba Springs Vol. 1 - Keye.9

I lost you when we were
Sailing to Beersheba
I used to be in love
Then I sailed to Beersheba

They done woke up the don
They done fucked with the king
Got in touch with my thoughts
Losing love for you tings
Took a couple of shots
Had enough of the pain
I'm a heathen from god
Feel the heat of the flame

I used to be in love
Then I sailed to Beersheba

Watch me do my shit, get a whiff
Got you flipping and flopping and
Throwing little fits like a bitch
Would you please just stop man
Told you that I'm balling
On the way to get the paper
While your women keep on calling
Always begging for a favor
Subtle hits of purple flavors
Cuban kissing, kissing vapor
She's like fuck with all the talking
Give me now and give me later
Stare me down and keep me safer
Fuck around and free thy neighbor
Oh yeah, with the Ms. Aly Savior
She a crop top baby
Give me nonstop baby
And she working real hard
For the onslaught later
I got pop up in Topanga
You got thots down in Decatur
But yo let me change the topic
Before I cop a couple haters

I used to be in love
Then I sailed to Beersheba