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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moses Boyd
Moses Boyd
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Moses Boyd
Moses Boyd
Composer
Terri Walker
Terri Walker
Composer
Louis VI
Louis VI
Composer

Lyrics

Uh, huh I'm waiting, waiting, waiting on the Waiting on the bus Waiting on the M1 seven one My journey's just begun And I can see the sun Waiting on the bus Imagine all the sounds that I can hear The people have no fear They come from far or near Waiting on the bus Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha Waiting, waiting Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha Waiting, waiting Uh, yeah Raindrops on the eyelids And some mind kisses Wish my touch was midas So I could make blush the silence Steam blocks my sight Just me and her at the bus stop For the night Pissing down droplets Then drop loads, right Because it's hard to make moves When you're soaked through Looks like she's only after the green But I'm most blue The kind you give a rose to But would say no 'Cause that's what most do But I ain't most boo The more logical boy 37 minutes might as well be an hour Fucking 24 'supposed to be 24 our 20 the force gave me more Gave me more power In the world she only get that out of the showers Now there's acid rain on my phone screen Phone beeps like it knows me Even just to piss me or ghost me Fuck this I can't be living this way Tryin' to make a living Means that I'm living in pain She clearly thinking the same There's only written one name Or she's smitten with the way that I've hidden my game Train my senses Now she's looking pensive Probably think I'll run up on her boy Then don't let this pensive thing Could rock our decision about where we next live Well best dig deeper bitch Looks are deceiving and by the looks of it It looks like you're deceived this evening Are we perceiving the evening both as one life so Waiting on the bus Waiting on the M1 seven one My journey's just begun And I can see the sun Waiting on the bus Imagine all the sounds that I can hear The people have no fear They come from far or near Waiting on the bus Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha Waiting, waiting Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha Waiting, waiting They wanna check you over When they overstand your persona You have a chick so hot She's the lone niggas loner 'Cause nobody can know her Allows no one to come for my shoulder 'Cause she's always holding herself over others Made with a selfie But brothers we want lovers We want hook-up's Some want brothers to step But there's some men who won't speak Or want more than what's skin deep Called come bark up in the blow I'm only 24, cookie made of the dough I ain't all in I'm falling into financial jewels Without moving But even brought my own snack To snack on, in the way that I know can trust The fight at Wooden to crack up in lightening Y'all gon' bust it right Cops on sight, drunk kids all sides Of the streetlights don't make it right I drop her here to get her high But all I got is more no She they be getting But getting on is a no I wish I was smoothe enough to come over and smoke But I chocked Even worthless sometimes made me confidence smoke Next time give a G a smile to let him know He chose the finest hottie on his side You never know when you weigh your medal All isn't broke Yo' for a moment we shared This little piece of this floor Sorta left you a legendary space on my phone I got the key chip here comes my cold flow Waiting on the bus Waiting on the M1 seven one My journey's just begun And I can see the sun Waiting on the bus Imagine all the sounds that I can hear The people have no fear They come from far or near Waiting on the bus Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha Waiting, waiting Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha Waiting, waiting Waiting on the bus Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha Waiting, waiting Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha Waiting, waiting Waiting on the bus Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha Waiting, waiting Ah, ha, ha, ha, ha Waiting, waiting Waiting on the bus Waiting on the bus Waiting on the M1 seven one My journey's just begun There's a crazy lady on the bus If her ass stays we walk off She doesn't seem to wanna get off I just need some holy water And she smells like piss I think she's by herself Please don't sit next to her Miss, Miss Hey, you want this seat You wanna get off the bus? 'Cause the bus has stopped Pop-pop-pop-pop Ha, ha, ha She missed her stop, she's dumb, she's drunk, oh fuck
Writer(s): Moses Boyd, Louis James Butler, Terri Walker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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