B.G. - Crib (Remix of Jungle by Drake) lyrics

I've never been much of a story teller Let me make you a scene, because There ain't nothing better If you're feeling dark grey, paint you a picture of yellow You Can't listen or see, Feel it out like Helen Keller. For Better Or worse. I mean it's Kinda Hurts. I mean it's You smile. i mean it's You're fine I mean it Your Eyes, I've seen them Goodbye, You beat it Goodnight, You're treated I mean Hi, that was all just a dream and It'll never go Now you're back in the room, alphabet soup and letter o Heart Healthy and clean, looks like you're eating your cheerios But the doctors can't see, what's in your mind and they'll never know, never know *Chorus* Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby Drooling over you *chorus end* Everything's fading red, The toy on it's head The poem you read, The words that you said On the floor as you're leaving the room. The petals Are strewn, they popped a balloon I guess you forgot to get well soon It can't be this simple goodnight moon You never a person who carried a tune You'd watch the Tv and you'd try to croon Along, even though it sounds wrong, to your favorite songs Why the hell did we watch that sh** every thursday? We could have watched it on friday or on sunday or on monday What a fun day we had I watch the future break like gla** Watch the present give way to a better past But this is it, today is the last And there'll never be anything after that, my head's in your lap *Chorus* Are we still good? x5 [End]