Glass of 1876

She's home alone feeling low on love.   

Am with the trap getting high on life.          

    She text asking if I could pass just for a stare     into her eyes.                                                         Am rushing myself for sometimes not even words could explain the expectations   

She walks to her closet for a thigh long T, a smile and a dag of dreams 

Am buying a packet of cigarettes for they helps mask  the unfair world

In my mind I fight the fear of never getting over my ex 

In her mind my promises linger like unpaid debts 

At her door i stand, knocking slow with eyes fixed on the front 

She opens with a smile, black Kyley on her lips 

A lady of class she stand with a glass of 1876

And a blunt on her right 

She smiles, oh she smiles 

With her hand around my neck she pulls me on set

In my mind her thoughts flow like a trending topics 

In this moment I know her holds more than she knows 

I smile for her naked eyes sparkle in the night

"Babe I want you for the night but I see you got much on your mind "

Girl you getting real with situations, I know your motives are true but I still suffer from the effects of being broken 

I make time for you because you are more than special 

I put my phone on silent for its time for you 

I dream of days on the ocean side, being us and alive 

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She smiles, oh she smiles 

She know I try be better than I am 

She passes me a glass 

And ask if I would love to wake up in the morning beside her 

She knows am about to put in overtime into this us

Model......_luvie