Georgia Lovley Know that soon I'm coming Know I missed the summer Sorry don't mean nothing Wouldn't call it running More like dodging public You know, alone and comfortable This shit it isn't lucky Fitting pieces to this puzzle See the routes they open up So it's hard to stay so humble Wait your time when you be rushed Got a family and I love them Wouldn't trade em, wouldn't sub em Have a dozen of Humphries Inside a room for lunch or supper So sometimes I scrubble I go and leave disgruntled Be fumbling the ball Just switch it "whatchya Mc'Call?" And the wonder will I call Only middle of the night like "Uh, will you fly me home?" Begging, being wrong Sprinkle in some disrespect When speaking with a tone I told them they aint shit That I'm better off alone... When I'm knowing I be lying tho Maybe just a time or so Only one that's knowin Is the person in the oh.. (mirror) Georgia Lovley Know that soon I'm coming Know I missed the summer Sorry don't mean nothing Wouldn't call it running More like dodging public You know, alone and comfortable This shit it isn't lucky So akudama tadah Took my bruises and losses Learned what's clueless Through knowledge And now I'm brutal and honest I'm abusing the Tonic Feeling ruined and nauseous Got the view in my optics To be removing this blockage I'm Georgia, Baby (Baby) Miss your heat and sunshine Even rough times Shade that's coming from pines Seamless winter nights Peachy like it's spring time I'm feeling like it's "me time" I'm feeling like it's me Georgia Lovley Know that soon I'm coming Know I missed the summer Sorry don't mean nothing... Wouldn't call it running More like dodging public You know, alone and comfortable This shit it isn't lucky Humility congruent With humidity like "Stupid me.. messed up Who I used to be like" Bitterly, look in mirrors Who I seen? Bright lights: Inner me, really be my enemy like Try to fight off all my demons Put up mean fights Who is we? It ain't only me in these times If I'd seen Who I'm being to my peeps? Id'a treated fellas better No doubt about it Read my letter: Georgia lovley Know that soon I'm coming And you prolly wonder "What's the constant suffer?" Consequences adding up Nd tougher times Have come abrupt Change my lane And give a hug to everyone I've done so tough - uh Sobered up and earned my own I told you this ain't luck Had to focus on my soul And realize tensions turn abrupt Had to know to go n trust Is it worth it Is the question though Even if it's right or wrong I'm really missing home Georgia Lovley Know that soon I'm coming Know I missed the summer Sorry don't mean nothing Wouldn't call it running More like dodging public You know, alone and comfortable This shit it isn't lucky so