Mike Irish - Fountain of Youth lyrics

[Intro: Khary Durgans] Hey Yeah Guess we're here again Check it, uh In the end if we break, I said would you still meet me at lover's bay? Hey, in the end if we break [Verse 1: Khary Durgans] It's not love if I'm an option In your synopsis, and this movie starring you, me, and that n***a Women want a man from a Ryan Gosling movie role You fine, but b**h, you ain't lookin' like no actress Pardon my use of the word, I mean my heart still breaks when I deal with these bursts So I say it 'cause I'm as bitter as [?] Who planted me? Stuck, and not giving a f**'s my insanity Relationship at 21, feel like the gimmick of Something that was feasable at 18 At 19 I said "f** you" to my girlfriend Since 20 I've been trying to build a regime of girls, who rush To do their makeup and their iPhone That I hit up when I'm alone So I pretend that I love you, pray the head don't stop And try to meet a bad b**h at the Bedford stop, and that's ripped [Chorus: Smithsoneon] I can roll on with you, but you'll tell me the truth Is it working from your point of view? 'Cause when lost and confused, and there's no way to prove that we may need The fountain of youth [Verse 2: Khary Durgans] So we just roll, down a stream that I've deemed lover's lake But, our s** is good but the emotions are fake 'Cause who needs garments, when we're both tarnished For something that we're just too afraid to admit Shouldn't of asked about my past, that you swore you wouldn't judge me for Tell me I'm vect, and swear your ex loved you more Done with these Rihanna b**hes, learning how to see the stitches Tattoos, designer b**hes Shaved heads, can't find a n***a B.T.Ws you can't put hashtag "I'm a bad b**h" on a resume So when you get home, in-between taking selfies in the mirror Ima need you to meditate She getting high as a feather's weight It's like a double-edged sword, 'cause I like to watch her roll up But soon I'm annoying 'cause her company's enjoyed And we never chill sober, love shoom But we're doomed to be leaves in October [Chorus: Smithsoneon] I can roll on with you, but you'll tell me the truth Is it working from your point of view? 'Cause when lost and confused, and there's no way to prove that we may need The fountain of youth [Verse 3: Scolla] OG These days, I stay stuck in the spirit of "f** you" Until I'm tryna f**, then I'm callin' to come through Like, what you want? Tell me you ain't home I'm coming through with smoke, so be there, my favorite thong We steady, go through the motions Emotions runnin' them up You blunt, and tell me you have, everytime I slide in yo' guts Saw nothing roll through the studio, goin' off of sweet liquor I swear drunk lips don't lie Confusion, somebody tell 'Pac, let me know where the juice went Somebody bring [?] on spot with my [?] Somebody tell Stacy I'm dancing, I'm clueless [?] and I'm done No one should be on my phone tomorrow, 'cause this dick is the truth, and one of them's harder to swallow I'll tell you one thing in another love seat This the result of when a good guy becomes me [Chorus: Smithsoneon] I can roll on with you, but you'll tell me the truth Is it working from your point of view? 'Cause when lost and confused, and there's no way to prove that we may need The fountain of youth