Glass Flows (feat. Ravyn Lenae) - Smino

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Glass Flows (feat. Ravyn Lenae) Lyrics

Walking light on these glass flows
My tippy's, I'm toe up
You know what, I'm thinking
I think
I think I made you too special
You took me, you shook me, you shh me
When I tried to think about you, babe
Walking past my feet
See, why you never need me?
You was really a vessel
You cut it, It blooded
I bled out, you ran out
It's dead now

Lately I been thinking 'bout your glow again
Lately I been, lately I been thinking 'bout a go again
Don't you know my diamond soul?
Don't you know my time is gold?
Lately I been drinking, still dehydrated
'Lil chocolate water, Henny got me callin', hello operator
Tell lil' shawty, grab the phone
Fuck around, done been too long
If I had another chance, I'd throw you off my back
If I knew you had a plan, I'd never say attack
Pity, pity, pitty pat, long paragraphs
Make me tisk when you get like that
Fall back, took a trip
Roll the luggage, burnin' pack
Fuck that, feelin' like I need a new thing

Walking light on these glass flows
My tippy's, I'm toe up
You know what, I'm thinking
I think
I think I made you too special
You took me, you shook me, you shh me
When I tried to think about you, babe
Walking past my feet
See, why you never need me?
You was really a vessel
You cut it, It blooded
I bled out, you ran out
It's dead now

Rest assured, you about to ruin your pedicure
Tippy-toeing this nigga in the Chi
Ca I go with ya, huh?
Feelin' like any nigga in the room can be the guy
Feelin' like every bitch I bone a skeleton of mine
Prolly why I felt insecure that one night out Chi
Ca I go back in time, can I Michael J. Fox?
Prolly call up Lil' Bari and turn Delorean to hotbox
Moon child, lil' shawty cry shootin' stars any time she cry
Cry me a river, I'll teach you how to build a boat
I'm John Cena with visual
You can't see me, can't see me, no
I can't, I can't control myself
(Oh my God, you're in my head)
I can't, I can't control my health
(Oh my God, you're in my bed)

Walking light on these glass flows
My tippy's, I'm toe up
You know what, I'm thinking
I think
I think I made you too special
You took me, you shook me, you shh me
When I tried to think about you, babe
Walking past my feet
See, why you never need me?
You was really a vessel
You cut it, It blooded
I bled out, you ran out
It's dead now

I think I made you too special
I think I made you too special

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Chris Smith Jr (born October 2, 1991), better known by his stage name, Smino, is an American rapper from St. Louis, Missouri. Chris Smith Jr. He's from a musical family: his father plays keys, his mother sings, and his grandfather was a famous blues bassist. When he was seven, his father gave him a set of drums, which he played in his church’s band, and also began rapping. In St. Louis, Chris Smith was in a rap duo with his friend Bari Allen called "Young Dumb and Outta Control" (YROC), and released a self-titled mixtape. They started to gain popularity locally but had a hard time getting their music out into the world. Smino then released his first solo mixtape, SMEEZY DOT COMi], and moved back to Chicago. At Columbia College Chicago, he met engineer Chris "Classik" Inumerable, who became his closest friend and is now his managerHe later moved to Chicago, Illinois for college under the wing of his older cousin, singer Drea Smith. In 2015, he released two EPs: S!Ck S!Ck S!Ck and Blkjuptr.


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