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Listen To Your Heart
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Deebaby
Deebaby
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Deebaby
Deebaby
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Let me lay my head down Lead the way, what's the way out Sweet escape from the pain Adelso on this I don't want to feel this way In the end I know I'm probably only hurting Myself now Can I lay my head down? And if I call you any time or day is gon' fall through? Said I'll pull up on you soon as I get back in town Explain that purse with all of me inside and I have nothin' left Can I lay, lay, lay, lay, lay, lay You got to listen to your heart When it's calling for you Got to listen to your heart Cock the hammer back, aim for the stars Don't matter 'long as you know who you are 'Long as you know who you are, you know who you are Eyes closed, they release the day that I'm sippin' If you want to take it therе, I'm wit' it Thank God for everything that's given Baby ain't been sobеr in a minute Baby ain't been sober in a while He need somebody to check on him Need me to throw a lil' wet on it Top off the bottle, I need some more medicine Need some more medicine, I'm tired as ever Ain't tryna be relevant, not at all I got four-hundred-thousand in jewelery Alone, and don't got a piece from the middle of the mall We had to struggle, to struggle, to struggle To sign, to sign, it took forever to ball I'm the goat of big clubs 'cause we leavin' Holes in flex, and we got their hoes on the wall And we got the top down, know that I'm the One with the Moncler coat, too fresh I don't got no love or trust for women at all But the one that's around my neck We got whatever you need, the birds, the Beads, cargo ships on deck Remember when I ain't have nun', and you Ain't have nun', ran it up together we flex There's no more time I don't know if you heard but I'm free as a bird, my mind I sipped a whole lot of syrup went to jail Couldn't walk a straight line My coat Versace, my wrists they watchin' it shine And they hate wonder why it ain't mine, it will in due time You got to hustle for that, you got to want to go double that sack Got to empty that clip when you doublin' back Got to know how to move when you fumble that pack I can't argue wit' you, bae, I'm done wit' all that And Janelle gon' tell you no cap in my rap New whip, new chain, new house, new hoes, new straps I told you I'll never go back, and I didn't How you been? It's been a lil' minute You doin' fine, well I'm doin' better I send you a text, you respond whatever Ou baby, you're so colder than the winter, winter Fifty-fifty, meet me in the middle, middle All that weight on top yo' back, I helped you pick up, pick up If I had no one else to call back would you Pick up, pick up? Would you pick up, pick up? Pick up, pick up Baby, would you pick up, pick up Pick up, pick up Adelso on this Let me lay my head down Lead the way, what's the way out Sweet escape from the pain I don't want to feel this way In the end I know I'm probably only hurting myself now But I can't even tell you which way is down
Writer(s): Brandon Edward Pugh, Marlin Troy Borngne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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