Rope // rosegold

Part I: "Rope" [Intro: Isaiah Rashad] Let's testify That this world has—(World has) Ahem Mm, yeah [Verse 1: Isaiah Rashad & SiR] When I'm sober, I might testify (Mmm-testify-ooh, ooh) That this world has fallen out of place (Place-ooh) For the few that, always touch the sky I don't want spaceships I miss my roses (Roses) And I won't call you 'Cause I'm too fake (Fake) Like nowadays, I barely might know myself [Chorus: Isaiah Rashad & Isaiah Rashad & SiR] But thank God I found this rope I, I love you Ayy, I love you I love you Oh, I know myself But thank God I found this rope I, I love you I love you I love you [Verse 2: Isaiah Rashad, SiR, & Both] Then my daddy, called me yesterday My daddy called me yesterday And he cried, and cried into my phone Oh, how he cried and cried 'Bout that love, that kind that he forgot Oh, oh, oh, oh Says he left his family all alone I don't know, why I feel, all in grey And I know my heart, ain't built to bleed But I came back and forth To chase my tracks and roll with I ain't supposed to know here Yeah, yeah [Bridge: Isaiah Rashad] Some goal, a face so shy A friend so cold Oh-oh Yeah, some goal, a place so high And friends so cold [Outro: Isaiah Rashad] I love you I love you I love you, I... Part II: "rosegold" [Intro: Isaiah Rashad] Ayy, if it's a padded room, it's a padded room (The fancy car that keeps me going) Glad to have you back, my nig' (I know it) Yeah, I knew that I knew you was gonna make it back to this roof (Eyes, and they shine) I knew your ass was gon' be back, nigga (Like 1999, (Ugh) like 1999) It's too crazy, yeah [Verse: Isaiah Rashad] Ayy, alright, scramble—for the ammo Can we build? Can we chill? Can I live, with my kids? Deuce—poof Proof—Lord, I—I can't feel the joy I—I can't fill the void, let—let 'em fill the void, too— Too young to ignore (Ooh, ooh, ooh) But really, if we don't make it out the city If we don't make it to the finish line If I don't make it to your titties I got the music for the vibers I got the music for the vibers, ugh And we don't usually talk about it, it's Like you debatin' with a bible, mm I'm really preachin' to the choir, ugh I brought the music for the vibers, though And in the chalice That keeps me low as your morale is, ugh And he just smoking on the cabbage I see you fucking with the gravity I been waiting for a challenge, ugh Besides waiting for the balance And the apricot And I rap with Dot, and I laugh a lot I got some old hoes (Ah-ha) And some new friends (Ooh-ooh) And some rose gold (Ah-ha) And some, and some And some rose gold, yeah [Refrain: Isaiah Rashad] You are the fancy car that keeps me going (I know you hear me talking to you, nigga) I know ya (I know you can hear me nigga) (Alright) You are the fancy car that keeps me going (Whatever the fuck) I know ya (South! Hahaha) (Jesus, niggas be floating around in this bitch) I got my eyes on ya I got my eyes and they shine (Cuh, don't act like ...) Like 1999 and cheap wine (Don't act like you don't fucking hear me talking, like, to you) I got my eyes on ya I got my eyes and they shine Like 1999 (You know, you ignoring the mirror so long, my nigga) Like 1999 [Outro: Isaiah Rashad] Only so fuckin' long you can ignore me, my nigga, don't— Fucking—you— Rashad—you fucking hear me, dawg Don't fucking—dawg Produced By The Antydote & J.LBS