Letra de Living Room - Kota the Friend

My plane takin' off but I'll let you know when I land

I'm headed somewhere that you won't even see on the 'Gram

I got a problem with lettin' opportunities go

'Cause I don't trust a blessing that didn't come from my own two hands

I think my deepest connection is with my living room

My couch is cozy, I fall asleep on it every day

I keep it clean, like every hour I get the broom

Always got the lavender pumpin', I love it in my space

I'm hella picky with everyone I invite

Some people that's my friends, I told 'em they banned for life

'Cause people who respect you gon' respect your crib

If you smokin' at my spot, go and get your shit

I work hella hard for everything that I got, ho

Say that you can make another me but you can't, though

Nobody was spoon-fed, stay away from new friends

Old school nigga, never caught up in a new trend

Playin' Dad so the air is mad fresh

Keep a ZZ plant by my bed for my last breath

Wine cellar for the moments when I'm feelin' mad tense

Lookin' at the past got me feelin' like I'm mad blessed

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