Chorus Dont nobody want to check the weather When it rains it pours, I swear its getting better Everybody here is losing focus Nobody got the time to smell the roses anymore Anymore, anymore, anymore, anymore We dont smell the roses anymore I hit you up and you dont call me back back She piss me off, she dont know how to act ugh Im guess Im guilty of that selfish crime crime But still I think about you all the time time, time My eyes are glued to my phone like its a part of me Ignoring every message I get, darling, so pardon me Our conversations turn into a fight Ive never been polite, Ive always been a little antisocialite I socialize then I close my eyes while Im getting head If words could make you cum then I repeat what I just said said Im pretty good at saying everything you want to hear Im even better when I put my tongue inside your ear I love to hear you moan, I love to hear you breathe Torn between the wants and needs, and you resent me cause I leave Sorry but I have to, cocaine in the bathroom I walk across the sand dunes then we hide away in Cancun Dont go chasing waterfall we in paradise I parachute between your pair of thighs Pussy got me high, you could die Inside my arms before we fade out Baby threw the shade out, poolside and she laid out Sipping on martinis, I vanish like Houdini My open mind tap into that sacred kundalini? But sitting in a sauna, your name is like a mantra Spoken like a ghost when that love comes back to haunt ya done Chorus
anymore, antisocialite, kundalini, rose, smell