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Isaiah Lewis
Isaiah Lewis
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Amal Salem Fawundu-Buford
Amal Salem Fawundu-Buford
Songwriter
Robert Clifford Griffin
Robert Clifford Griffin
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Lyrics

Ahh ahh ahh Ah Aye Ah Ah a Ah Oww Had you climbing the walls Never doubt it Shoulda got you involved You was bout it Text Message to God Hallelujah Imma call you tomorrow Ring ring ho I said I'd call you tomorrow That was back in the fall Oh oh My bad I must have got busy Everybody saying Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie Save my life Don't Even know where I'm headed 4 years in Don't even know where my head is Save my life Don't Even know where I'm headed 4 years in Don't even know where my head is Lame nigga Lame nigga watch your mouth Same nigga you hear now 6 figure out my mouth Baby how you like me now Figure 8 on my mind You want this shit forever? Politickin passing numbers Talking tens or better I heard that money come and money go That's what they say I made a thousand spent a thousand in the same day You told me trust you then you hurt me in the same way Keep that persona but you will not meet the same Zay You don't leave my mind or leave the club til after 3 If we ain't in sync then where the fuck we supposed to be When's it safe to trust you just said eventually I just find it funny how you told me you could Save my life Don't Even know where I'm headed 4 years in Don't even know where my head is Save my life Don't Even know where I'm headed 4 years in Don't even know where my head is Nanananananananananana Nanananananananananana na na We aint got no speed limit, fuck em Nanananananananananana Nanananananananananana na na We aint got no speed limit, fuck em Aye go go go go go Now my life is a crimson Allegory I would tell you how it goes but you already know the story I was tryna find my happy place The path I took was whorey I was running through her set like an episode of Maury I would make you feel good so I could feel myself I tried a bunch of affirmations and that shit ain't help I finally got to burning something Left the ashes on the mantle In a little house in Flatbush Modupe Shoutout my grandma Aye Show me state Country grammar She lowkey love me cuz she say I got the hammer Oop She lowkey love me cuz she say I got the Say I got the Americana hysteria Americana hysteria Americana hysteria Hysteria Hysteria Hysteria Hysteria now You don't leave my mind or leave the club til after 3 When's it safe to trust you You just said eventually I just find it funny how you told me you could Yeah You got my number Send me my shit back Hmm Aye aye Day wished away baby
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