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You only call me When you need something I need to be free Time to spread my wings I don't like leeches All that nonsense gon' get back with ya Don't got time for snitches You're pulling me down, thought you was my sister My strings propagate through space and time Here and there at the same time Hand dimensions and basic rhyme You ain't gotta be mad Look deeper, go higher when you climb But stay out of my path But stay out of my flight path Never feelin' lonely only glidin', flyin' Always being constantly reminded Time is running up, don't waste your luck, sucker This is my life, don't mix that up This is my light, don't block the sun This is my seat, can't you tell? This is my time, don't waste it up This is my land, not for sale Dry desert air blowin' through my hair As we blow through the square, we don't even care Dirt roads and bare feet Tied to memories so sweet Mesmerised men at my feet Let's go to the top, just you and me As the sun hides and the fog takes over I called it African November Don't wait for me summer, oh Don't wait for me Don't wait for me summer, no Don't wait for me My strings propagate through space and time Here and there at the same time Hand dimensions and basic rhyme You ain't gotta be mad Look deeper, go higher when you climb But stay out of my path But stay out of my flight path Never feelin' lonely only glidin', flyin' Always being constantly reminded Time is running up, don't waste your luck, sucker This is my life, don't mix that up This is my light, don't block the sun This is my seat, can't you tell? This is my time, don't waste it up This is my land, not for sale
Writer(s): Brittney Parks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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