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.
Tonight we blaze,
Drop fade on the dank in the bay all day, maintain,
Maryjane keep fazing the haze,
Hit the jay always, i stay on swade,got no shame,
And i wont change,cuz you cant tame game,
Plus we hang in a place where things are strange,
Your brains get blown from a pistol,place that scrill allday
Hit the hill parlay, tolerate no punks or cowards,
You hangin around us better be down with us,
There aint no insults jack on impulse,
Drama happens but imma savage,
Those scandalis pos tryin to do damage,
Im chokin on rope in a cloud of smoke
But before you kno it i vansish,
And my eyes still slanted grabbin the 40
Posted wit my homies, smoke wit it closely,
Watchin you fonys act like you kno me,
But still stayin one step ahead of the police,
Slowly aproach we dont stand too close,
Not even beside me and neva behind me,
Too many robberies got me all paranoid
Cokin my mettle toy,
Like a hoe watch me point,
Clear my voice and grip my groin,
Twist some moist to gettin bizzy
Remmeding your homeboys wit my homeboys,
When bustas make a choice,to avoid the game get strange,
Pull up the snatch and hit the gas pass round the joint,
Im passed the point of redemption,
Reject the stress
And slice the vega with a razor and blaze the veda,
Sheke em fifty with my down and filthy native behavoir,
We puts it down in the town where im from,
Nothim but a g thang in the east maine,
Smokin dank up in the golden state,
Tryin to get paid, watchin the bitchmade pimp,
They still stay in the midst of drama
Ridaz creep like spidaz,
On the late nighta but we fightas,
Timeless ridaz survivers,light the rope pop it at some hoes
Can get exposed before those panties duurrroppp
Its the same one goes down
We blow our clouds in the town of antioch
[chorus: x2]
Dont be afraid of the way you feel
Blaze up the jay and take a hit of that kill
Dont be afraid of the way you feel
Its the bomb
Its like mental that i get lit
That icky is my favorite
Gotta a cravin can i shake it
Shes beggin me to take it
Supposed to lift with caution
That killas got me coughin
Eyelidsd droppin but i aint stoppin
Until them ballas start recroppin
And im often gone off that rope
And i hope that this danksmoke
Will get me lifted, results of my addiction
Im hitting baby crazy,
Something like daily, and lately ive been feenin
For her love so i spend dubs and fill my lungs
Inhale and exhale, indo flows when we
Blow hydroponics, havin none smokers astonished
Gone off 50 sacs get polished,im hella sauced
Tossed off that greenery,with dankclouds in my scenery they seem
To be completin me,
And i got these bomb sacs,
Givin in some dental contact, to all them
Suckers that dont smoke and dont kno how to react,
But dont be afraid, when mj got your thoughts delayed
Its just that triple a grade,that steady fuccin wit your brain,
I got my flame to my savior, wrapped up in a vega
Cuz i love how she tell this to my kickback behavior,
And i cant stop, wont stop, i smoke pot til my casket drops,
Her love is steady callin
So i gotta drop a 10 spot yea
[chorus x2]
Woodies caught off that oe those who kno me
Kno i dont smoke weed but them greenbud smokin homies
Keep on forcin the dank up on me,
Whats a soldier to do?
The pressure has got me in a predicament
There tellin me to hit that shit
Tellin me that its the sticky shit
Im thinkin dam, its only herb im already perked
Ill take one hit, thats it then quit,
But thats bullshit, they get me smokin the whole spliff
So low d, who i be w-doubl o-die,off that old e.
Daily and nightly barely hittin on:that tall-e, so if you happen
To find me high endin up wit my homeboys,
Better shake that spot and get off that block
That got me paranoid, grippin a pistol under my jersey
Trigger finger ready to yank
Got me talkin twice to a mobile
Like my homeboy lil nate bates
And now i feel like mobbin
55 degrees out with that top down
In a lark parking thru the yoc town
With the heater on, whos a hog now?
That indo got me hella high
Smobbin gazin at the sky
Thinkin back on jr high
Me and blackbird side by side
Wishin he was in the ride
That bomb that got me teary eyed
That bomb that makin me snap sometimes
When i grab my strap prepare to die
When ever i smoke up our thoughts get spilled?
But most of all Wood wants to chill
So when you take a hit of the kill
Dont be afraid of the way u feel!
Drop fade on the dank in the bay all day, maintain,
Maryjane keep fazing the haze,
Hit the jay always, i stay on swade,got no shame,
And i wont change,cuz you cant tame game,
Plus we hang in a place where things are strange,
Your brains get blown from a pistol,place that scrill allday
Hit the hill parlay, tolerate no punks or cowards,
You hangin around us better be down with us,
There aint no insults jack on impulse,
Drama happens but imma savage,
Those scandalis pos tryin to do damage,
Im chokin on rope in a cloud of smoke
But before you kno it i vansish,
And my eyes still slanted grabbin the 40
Posted wit my homies, smoke wit it closely,
Watchin you fonys act like you kno me,
But still stayin one step ahead of the police,
Slowly aproach we dont stand too close,
Not even beside me and neva behind me,
Too many robberies got me all paranoid
Cokin my mettle toy,
Like a hoe watch me point,
Clear my voice and grip my groin,
Twist some moist to gettin bizzy
Remmeding your homeboys wit my homeboys,
When bustas make a choice,to avoid the game get strange,
Pull up the snatch and hit the gas pass round the joint,
Im passed the point of redemption,
Reject the stress
And slice the vega with a razor and blaze the veda,
Sheke em fifty with my down and filthy native behavoir,
We puts it down in the town where im from,
Nothim but a g thang in the east maine,
Smokin dank up in the golden state,
Tryin to get paid, watchin the bitchmade pimp,
They still stay in the midst of drama
Ridaz creep like spidaz,
On the late nighta but we fightas,
Timeless ridaz survivers,light the rope pop it at some hoes
Can get exposed before those panties duurrroppp
Its the same one goes down
We blow our clouds in the town of antioch
[chorus: x2]
Dont be afraid of the way you feel
Blaze up the jay and take a hit of that kill
Dont be afraid of the way you feel
Its the bomb
Its like mental that i get lit
That icky is my favorite
Gotta a cravin can i shake it
Shes beggin me to take it
Supposed to lift with caution
That killas got me coughin
Eyelidsd droppin but i aint stoppin
Until them ballas start recroppin
And im often gone off that rope
And i hope that this danksmoke
Will get me lifted, results of my addiction
Im hitting baby crazy,
Something like daily, and lately ive been feenin
For her love so i spend dubs and fill my lungs
Inhale and exhale, indo flows when we
Blow hydroponics, havin none smokers astonished
Gone off 50 sacs get polished,im hella sauced
Tossed off that greenery,with dankclouds in my scenery they seem
To be completin me,
And i got these bomb sacs,
Givin in some dental contact, to all them
Suckers that dont smoke and dont kno how to react,
But dont be afraid, when mj got your thoughts delayed
Its just that triple a grade,that steady fuccin wit your brain,
I got my flame to my savior, wrapped up in a vega
Cuz i love how she tell this to my kickback behavior,
And i cant stop, wont stop, i smoke pot til my casket drops,
Her love is steady callin
So i gotta drop a 10 spot yea
[chorus x2]
Woodies caught off that oe those who kno me
Kno i dont smoke weed but them greenbud smokin homies
Keep on forcin the dank up on me,
Whats a soldier to do?
The pressure has got me in a predicament
There tellin me to hit that shit
Tellin me that its the sticky shit
Im thinkin dam, its only herb im already perked
Ill take one hit, thats it then quit,
But thats bullshit, they get me smokin the whole spliff
So low d, who i be w-doubl o-die,off that old e.
Daily and nightly barely hittin on:that tall-e, so if you happen
To find me high endin up wit my homeboys,
Better shake that spot and get off that block
That got me paranoid, grippin a pistol under my jersey
Trigger finger ready to yank
Got me talkin twice to a mobile
Like my homeboy lil nate bates
And now i feel like mobbin
55 degrees out with that top down
In a lark parking thru the yoc town
With the heater on, whos a hog now?
That indo got me hella high
Smobbin gazin at the sky
Thinkin back on jr high
Me and blackbird side by side
Wishin he was in the ride
That bomb that got me teary eyed
That bomb that makin me snap sometimes
When i grab my strap prepare to die
When ever i smoke up our thoughts get spilled?
But most of all Wood wants to chill
So when you take a hit of the kill
Dont be afraid of the way u feel!
Lyrics submitted by TracyX4
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you have the name wrong in woodies verse you have nate bates its my cuzn who was killed by the apd lil nate banks hes on all the covers go check out yoc influenced back cover left side front row jerry rice jersey or ne 1 behind the kid in the red or
Or look in any inside cover shout outs the yoc influenced outro on mob livin 1&2 some of the other sites fixed it but if you need to get in touch with shadow or lil los or shawnna all the people on the song that are still alive i can do that message me rip cuzn and woodie