Texty

I'd been feeling, I beginning to doubt my commitment To sparkle motion I'd been feeling all alone She going through motions Avoiding the telephone Hoping no one notice All my days bleeding together I guess that they don't want to die alone I ain't got no country outside of my zone I don't associate with niggas who haven't discovered their own Told Sam "Put jets on the float," yeah That's how I got off the boat Decided to focus my chi into what I had practiced the most And that was surviving the woe While making it sound like a pro I mustered the strength to let go of it Found that the road is the home Give into my role as the one to let these niggas know what they Got it too but A closed mouth don't get fed But I've got something for you If you've got something to say Oh, isn't it ironic how Now that I'm on, there's not much time? But we've got all this wine in the refrigerator Say what's on your mind And take all of the time You need to get it right I need to hear What would you say If I weren't like this If I weren't that bitch That you leave at night To sleep on the stairs Can I, can I just say? I don't mean to be this way Just like me to misbehave When there is so much at stake I'll be the reason your grave reads "Never at peace, even slain" Forever roaming the plains Loathing my free spirit Loathing my free spirit 'Cause you can't be near it You secretly fear it (don't you?) Well if you're feeling froggy Ribbit It's been trending, the upending of niggas suspending belief Uh, when you heard 'em say "Boy, she got it!" Them niggas were talking 'bout me And look here, sis This was never a competition You could sit at the table for free But if you try it be advised Won't let nanny stop me From eating what I wanna eat I'm eating what I wanna eat I'm an uber super freak in the sheets It's not a flex it's, it's so natural to me And of course I practice, my nigga, what you think? Oh, you don't practice? Yeah, well that's why you stink I don't need a dad at home to discipline me I just work and work and work and work and work And that's the part that you don't see A closed mouth don't get fed A closed mouth don't get fed A closed mouth don't get fed A closed mouth don't get fed, no A closed mouth don't get fed But I've got something for you If you've got something to say Oh, isn't it ironic how Now that I'm on, there's not much time? But we've got all this wine in the refrigerator Say what's on your mind And take all of the time (you need) Say what's on your mind And take all of the time (you need) Say what's on your mind And take all of the time (you need) Say what's on your mind Say what's on your mind Say what's on your mind And take all of the time You need to get it right I need to hear What would you say If I weren't like this If I weren't that bitch That you leave at night To sleep on the stairs Can I? Can I just say? I don't mean to be this way Just like me to misbehave When there is so much to say I'll be the reason your grave reads "Never at peace, even slain" Forever roaming the plains Loathing my free spirit Loathing my free spirit 'Cause you can't be near it You secretly fear it (don't you?) Well if you're feeling froggy Ribbit
Writer(s): Malik Mays, Akiyoshi Ehara Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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