Mango Tree - Intellectual

Wow!

The song cries is for short tears

A long life can be short-lived

But yet I'm living with all this, regardless

I just don't wanna be jobless and godless

Hardships never cracked [?]

Lived my life out of backpack in the airport

But I'm still having a ball, I keep my flats lifted

How the fuck you supposed to dance in them glass slippers, take your shoes off

And make moves, make moves

Nigga' see to the point they really just don't believe in [?]

Take two, go ahead, take two of these in the morning

I promise you'll feel relieved

Damn I be on the grind

Still tryna live it up

People saying give it time, shit I be in a rush

Lord let me get a puff, time to chief

I'm just really tryna find my peace

And that's underneath the mango tree

I lie awake and do the same old thing

So high and baked, [?]

Oh when I wish upon a star

I wish upon a star

Star...

Look!

We can blink and we can get it poppin'

Order drinks and the vegan option

Short glass as I laugh on some harder shit

She don't really know who her father is

Drink Stella and she smoke Parliament

Now I'm feelin' like I'm too gone

Miss you like that Blink 182 song

And we can live like Jack and Sally, if we want

Bar closed, leave me up in the front

All clothes let 'em [?] to the ground

She stare right where I touch, never slowing it down

But then once I get up, she starts dropping it down

I swear as soon as I nut, she 'gon hand me a towel

We gonna figure it out, without a doubt we gon' sleep, hardly

The suns up and I'm still yawning