222:AM - Pastelle

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    Pastelle is the eighth track of Junoflo's third L.P, 222:AM. It is featured by Jeff Bernat.


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    [Intro: Junoflo]


    I’m just cruising in my spaceship

    Cruising in the spaceship

    Cruising in my

    Yeah, yeah


    [Verse 1: Junoflo]


    Every time we hit the liquor store we had to cop it

    Jamie with the Henny, cigarillo in the pocket

    Had the homie selling green straight up out the locker

    Lord of the underground, number one Chief Rocka

    Angel on my shoulder, she the devil on my ooh

    Tipping since 9 and I’m mixing up the ooh

    My mind in a place where it shouldn’t be

    I’m feeling frustrated but my vices they got a hold on me

    I’m getting throwed homie, now she get low for me

    I see the smoke and diplomacy out the door for me

    And you know, nobody could tell me nothin' and how to go about it

    30,000 feet up in the sky with no co-pilot

    Tell me where it all leads

    Don’t build me up to break me down please

    Purple skies and the clouds green

    Pastel palettes for them fall trees


    [Chorus: Jeff Bernat]


    Just when I’m trying to focus

    My mind keeps playing games

    So I’m just taking my time

    It’s like I’m feeling hopeless

    Some things don’t feel the same

    Can’t tell if I’m wrong or right


    [Verse 2: Junoflo]


    Illusions shadowing dreams

    That’s why it’s mad confusing

    And those around you don’t understand

    That it’s more than music

    I fell apart from the ones I love and it’s mind consuming

    Maybe that's why lately I'm feeling hardly human

    I’m tryna lose it, tryna shake it off

    Tequila hit the home run, now she gon' take it off

    Everybody talking about going to build an empire

    But with no blueprint, how you expect to aim higher?

    A victim to shattering dreams

    I’m tired of schemes

    I would inquire but I'm trying to breathe

    I’m finding my meaning, my purpose

    I aspire to be even a fraction of the legends that came prior to me

    I’m sharp shooting, hella accurate now down to a tee

    Accolades stacking higher than a mountain could be

    What is he? Is he a man or a beast

    It’s the beginning of a dream where I ain’t counting no sheep

    Yo, it’s the genesis


    [Chorus: Jeff Bernat]


    Just when I’m trying to focus

    My mind keeps playing games

    So I’m just taking my time

    It’s like I’m feeling hopeless

    Some things don’t feel the same

    Can’t tell if I’m wrong or right

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