The song 'Fortnight' by Taylor Swift and Post Malone tells a story about strong feelings, complicated relationships, and secret wishes. It talks about love, betrayal, and wanting someone who doesn't feel the same. The word 'fortnight' shows short-lived happiness and guilty pleasures, leading to sadness. It shows how messy relationships can be and the results of hiding emotions. “I was supposed to be sent away / But they forgot to come and get me,” she kickstarts the song in the first verse with lines suggesting an admission to a hospital for people with mental illnesses. She goes in the verse admitting her lover is the reason why she is like this. In the chorus, she sings about their time in love and reflects on how he has now settled with someone else. “I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary / And I love you, it’s ruining my life,” on the second verse she details her struggles to forget about him and the negative effects of her failure. “Thought of callin’ ya, but you won’t pick up / ‘Nother fortnight lost in America,” Post Malone sings in the outro.
This is the dope-on-dope
Smoke but don't choke on it's the shit
Plenty blunt junkies have been known to croak
On less than a toke of it's, the bomb
For those who think life is unfair
'Cause I blow my smoke in the air
As if no one is standin' there
Then I'll roll one tonight, for your sorrows
In my chair, as I sit back smiling from ear to ear
With a fistful of your girlfriend's hair
Yes, she'll blow one tonight, for your sorrows
Daddy Fat Sax back on the scene
Went and shot two or three movies
But everything's straight like 9:15
It's back to the time machine, I believe
Back to the rhymin', back to the spit
Back to them hi-hats, kick, snare
Y'all niggas dare to think that was it
We everywhere (bitch)
Like the air you breathe
Got 'em stuck like Chuck in the web we weave
Like a lace front wig stuck to the forehead
Best believe I'll change the steeze
Take the lead, change the speed
Slow it down just for the sport
Nigga, one of my favorite rappers happens to be Too $hort
Now everybody wanna sell dope (sell dope)
Got a P, got a pound, got some hoes (nope)
Jesse Jackson had a lil' bit of hope, for the folks
On the rope, back in 1984 ('84)
Bitch
For those who think life is unfair
'Cause I blow my smoke in the air
As if no one is standin' there
Then I'll roll one tonight, for your sorrows
Just to let you know that everything is straight
I say stank you very much 'cause we appreciate the hate
Now go get yourself a handgun, you fuckin' with a great
Put it to your mouth and squeeze it like your morning toothpaste
Kill yo'self, like Sean Kingston, suicidal for a title
My recitals are vital and may be needed for survival
Like the Bible or any other good book that you read
Why are seventy five percent of our youth readin' magazines?
'Cause they used to fantasy, and that's what they do to dream
Call it fiction addiction 'cause the truth is a heavy thing
'Member when the levee scream, made the folks evacuees?
Yeah, I'm still speakin' about it 'cause New Orleans ain't clean
When we shoutin' Dirty South, I don't think that is what we mean
I mean, it mean the rough, the tough, the dangerous, we reign supreme
Can slaughter entire teams with the ink that my pen bleeds
B-I-G B-O-I, nigga, please
For those who think life is unfair
'Cause I blow my smoke in the air
As if no one is standin' there
Then I'll roll one tonight, for your sorrows
In my chair, as I sit back smiling from ear to ear
With a fistful of your girlfriend's hair
Yes, she'll blow one tonight, for your sorrows
Don't want no girlfriend
Just need my dope (I just need my dope)
One foot on the world when
I'm behind in my smoke (I'm behind in my smoke)
On the back burner, you can just simmer around
But on the front burner, you better burn, a fat one
(Roll it up, fire that shit up)
A fat one, fire it up
A fat, fat, fat one
This is the dope-on-dope
Smoke but don't choke on it's the shit
Plenty of blunt junkies have been known to croak
On less than a toke of it's, the bomb
Bombardin' the brain, the bong instantly plays the place to come
Came and went, time well spent, bent
Take another huff and puff
And choke and toke on icky, stinky, sticky
Stuff a bowl and pack a pipe
Twist a blunt, roll and light a joint
'Cause this is the dope-on-dope
Some good shit
Yeah
Lean back and puff slow
Smoke but don't choke on it's the shit
Plenty blunt junkies have been known to croak
On less than a toke of it's, the bomb
For those who think life is unfair
'Cause I blow my smoke in the air
As if no one is standin' there
Then I'll roll one tonight, for your sorrows
In my chair, as I sit back smiling from ear to ear
With a fistful of your girlfriend's hair
Yes, she'll blow one tonight, for your sorrows
Daddy Fat Sax back on the scene
Went and shot two or three movies
But everything's straight like 9:15
It's back to the time machine, I believe
Back to the rhymin', back to the spit
Back to them hi-hats, kick, snare
Y'all niggas dare to think that was it
We everywhere (bitch)
Like the air you breathe
Got 'em stuck like Chuck in the web we weave
Like a lace front wig stuck to the forehead
Best believe I'll change the steeze
Take the lead, change the speed
Slow it down just for the sport
Nigga, one of my favorite rappers happens to be Too $hort
Now everybody wanna sell dope (sell dope)
Got a P, got a pound, got some hoes (nope)
Jesse Jackson had a lil' bit of hope, for the folks
On the rope, back in 1984 ('84)
Bitch
For those who think life is unfair
'Cause I blow my smoke in the air
As if no one is standin' there
Then I'll roll one tonight, for your sorrows
Just to let you know that everything is straight
I say stank you very much 'cause we appreciate the hate
Now go get yourself a handgun, you fuckin' with a great
Put it to your mouth and squeeze it like your morning toothpaste
Kill yo'self, like Sean Kingston, suicidal for a title
My recitals are vital and may be needed for survival
Like the Bible or any other good book that you read
Why are seventy five percent of our youth readin' magazines?
'Cause they used to fantasy, and that's what they do to dream
Call it fiction addiction 'cause the truth is a heavy thing
'Member when the levee scream, made the folks evacuees?
Yeah, I'm still speakin' about it 'cause New Orleans ain't clean
When we shoutin' Dirty South, I don't think that is what we mean
I mean, it mean the rough, the tough, the dangerous, we reign supreme
Can slaughter entire teams with the ink that my pen bleeds
B-I-G B-O-I, nigga, please
For those who think life is unfair
'Cause I blow my smoke in the air
As if no one is standin' there
Then I'll roll one tonight, for your sorrows
In my chair, as I sit back smiling from ear to ear
With a fistful of your girlfriend's hair
Yes, she'll blow one tonight, for your sorrows
Don't want no girlfriend
Just need my dope (I just need my dope)
One foot on the world when
I'm behind in my smoke (I'm behind in my smoke)
On the back burner, you can just simmer around
But on the front burner, you better burn, a fat one
(Roll it up, fire that shit up)
A fat one, fire it up
A fat, fat, fat one
This is the dope-on-dope
Smoke but don't choke on it's the shit
Plenty of blunt junkies have been known to croak
On less than a toke of it's, the bomb
Bombardin' the brain, the bong instantly plays the place to come
Came and went, time well spent, bent
Take another huff and puff
And choke and toke on icky, stinky, sticky
Stuff a bowl and pack a pipe
Twist a blunt, roll and light a joint
'Cause this is the dope-on-dope
Some good shit
Yeah
Lean back and puff slow
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