Testo Ballerina - BONES, Lyson

Ballerina

Blacked out everything, hard to see us
Just for BONES she tippy-toe, like ballerina
I wake up in the nighttime, just hoping you’ll call
There’s some people that hit my line they prolly hope that I fall
Sometimes that shit you say
I hope that you be making it up
I play again
You say this sure ain’t what you wanted for us
I said my piece you looked at me like I was making it up
We reconvene, we in the scene just like nothing was up
My life excursion
My pedal make it vroom, vroom, vroom
Like a bomb drop
Beating down the block again
We rolling one now, since I make a two
When I needed someone, you were my only friend
Late night, call it off
You ain’t gotta go nowhere (nowhere)
Late night, call it off
You ain’t gotta go nowhere (nowhere)