YeYe

YeYe

Dele Da Poet

Okay

Okay, I'm going in, aye

You know you're not a friend, aye

Oh no, don't lie again, aye

You not my only fan, aye

I've been a lot of things, aye

You like the finer things, aye

I'm no commodity, aye

This what it gotta be, aye

You wanted honesty and time, that's quality

You wanted all of me, I wanted something God could see

You want my odyssey, I can see where it blinded me

You see the point that I'm talking, it's not geometry

You could've told me whatever, so why you lie to me

No apologies, I don't see they philosophies

When we the ones that's changing all of they policies

Breaking shit up, no apostrophes

Preach

Demons in the temple of the priests

Sheesh, they only want it if it's in reach

On Me

Oh my

My love

Won't die

Won't die

Oh my