Life of A Lover (Remix)

[Verse 1 - Theophilus] Uh, uh This makes my momma smile, on some good mood shit I'm here to teach your young man how he should move, should move Vigilant, stay healthy on some good food shit But Ted mixes on the block, I think you should, should move The love is lost, up in the lover's forest We need the sun, we need the moon, we need another force My boy Pop live around the way And in the glitz and the glamor glamor, I must say We survived another Friday on some Ice Cube shit Now get some rum and get some coke and let the ice cubes hit Fuck a streetwear gang, this some new shoe shit, uh It got the views out the window homie, YouTube it This year's model, with this charming brother Six fair models, you swore on the color You warn each other, things could get hectic here Have a smoke, kick back, sipping Blue Bell beer Yea it's obvious that you got fear Too bad I'm looking at the girl in the blue cashmere And how she spelled out my name with her nail in the mirror And guess where we're off next next next, uh uh A blessed day, Sunday vibes too I spoke to my sugar boo, and she'll be here too Enough to pack out, until we're clear out blue And on a jet having yea on the way to Peru, Peru, Peru Peru [Hook x2 - Jesse Boykins III] All the love in the world is right here in bed All this love from me girl, can't leave me red All the nights in my dreams, I wouldn't have seen This is the Life of a Lover, this is the Life of a Lover, ooh [Verse 2 - Blu] Yeah This is a song for the lovers with a capital L Lost love leaping levels thinking love is to sell Puffin Ls on visual flight to Brazil At the well at the bottom of that bucket when I fell for that free time Jailing thoughts to settle bail You know the one with bell, story told so well, if not You all will, I promise, we all fall to the sun goddess Some time on this planet, damn it And I was granted the stain of the pomegranate Love branded on my brain, damaged from the Jane Dames falling all lame, wonder why I need breaks to explain Don't matter when they after that change Go figure like a sister with a gold toned figure No figures, counting love with my bucks instead of fingers No Mingus, plucking harp strings, circle rings around Venus where the Queens at Besides a magazine rack Came back to America with they dreams stacked Can I help you get your shit straight? Weed sacks, mixtapes, gift bags paid with Swiss francs, just think Exchange digits dipping out the bank, hey [Hook]