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