First Peace

[Jhené Aiko:]
Wake up, wake up,
Gotta get this paper, get this cake up,
Gotta do my hair, gotta put on makeup,
Gotta act like I care about this fake stuff.
Straight up, what a waste of my day!
If I had it my way, I'd roll out of bed,
Say ‘bout 2:30 midday,
Hit the blunt then, hit you up to come over to my place,
You show up right away,
We make love then and then we fuck,
And then you'd give me my space,
Yeah.

What I am tryin' to say is
That love is ours to make, so we should make it,
Everything else can wait.
The time is ours to take, so we should take it.

Wake up, wake up, bake up,
Gotta heat the vape up.
Let's get faded.
Gotta call your job, tell ‘em you won't make it.
Ain't nobody here, baby, let's get wasted!
We should just get naked,
‘Cause I be workin' hard and I know you be on that same shit.
Every other day's a different game that you just can't win,
I just want to ease your mind and make everything all right.
So go ‘head, tell your baby mama you gon' be with me tonight,
Right.

What I am tryin' to say is
That love is ours to make, so we should make it,
Everything else can wait.
The time is ours to take, so we should take it.

[Childish Gambino:]
It's not love, but it's pretty close,
Hot fudge and a little smoke,
I didn't mean it means nothing to you,
Hands locked on my black couch with nothing to do.
Can't stop on cloud 20,
Buried in the drugs, but the feels keeps comin',
Finally stop cryin', but your nose is still runnin',
Wipe it on my shirt, ha ha, on my sleeve.
You tell me that you wanna do it big,
I love it when you say “guess what?”
Readin' stories to some other nigga kid,
And I wonder why I'm all messed up.
‘Cause we gotta be responsible sometimes,
Bein' a class act never mind my alumni,
I don't wanna be around a baby so dumb high,
That I don't see the beauty of a momma on insides.
Curled up with my head on your chest,
It's the best remedy for the pain and the stress,
If the world doesn't change, then we'll never get dressed,
It will be like this to the kiss of the death
Of my soul, bowl of the blue dream, no,
Not a good team, once soul, two halves,
No joke, who laughs?
Just us.

[Jhené Aiko:]
Okay, got this OJ and Jose,
Mixed it up with that Rose,
We gon' do this our own way.
Alright, okay,
What is it that you're smokin'?
Piece it up with this peace and love,
And this peace and love like the old days.

What I am tryin' to say is
That love is ours to make, so we should make it,
Everything else can wait.
The time is ours to take, so we should take it.

We should stay right here,
We should lay right here,
‘Cause everything is okay right here.
You should stay right here,
We should lay right here,
‘Cause everything is okay right here.