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Sylvie Grace
Sylvie Grace
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Kadeem Kayvon Spencer
Kadeem Kayvon Spencer
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Kadeem Kayvon Spencer
Kadeem Kayvon Spencer
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Kadeem Kayvon Spencer
Kadeem Kayvon Spencer
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Feeling surreal A little angel came and told me her feelings are real A little baby face on her Very hazy, fate saw me Couldn't wait to make something For her Feeling surreal A little angel came and told me her feelings are real A little baby face on her Very hazy, fate saw me Couldn't wait to make something For her Ain't going nothing how niggas planned in 2011 I was in 10th grade with Samantha Lucifer, one of the best chess players I had to loosen up Was just her yeasayer and dancer Due to tough luck at best playing the back Per usual, our set upset they in the benches And I accept my best fails I bet em all against all y'all best sales advances But then why was I frustrated? I know a few hating on me, I must say it And I ain't making nothing up I was just Paying attention A slew of fake and phony pop ups later I said something Shit be weighing on me like I knew the way it was going but I wouldn't say it Cause that's just a part of growing up I wish stay in the past but it's not the way it go Can't look away when it happens But now I'm up praying to ancestors And now I'm updating the answers And now I'm up, they in DM requests Talking bout how up me and the fam gettin And it's feeling surreal A little Angel came and told me her feelings are real A little baby face on her Very hazy, fate saw me Couldn't wait to make something For her Feeling surreal A little angel came and told me her feelings are real A little baby face on her Very hazy, fate saw me Couldn't wait to make something For her A mind is a terrible thing to forget I get reminded of everything I get vivid images, etched into my memory and my flesh Under the lift, she over under me in the bet My love questioning my very being again She want gifts, all of the luxury of the bidness She wanna live with the celebrity and the rich I wouldn't wish that on my enemy, I'm a bit different Niggas inside they telling me I'm legit Playing tricks tryin stay ahead of me on the list Me getting whooshed down the river mean I'm a fish Me lettin it slide again would mean I'm a bitch We get it, this town ain't ever even a question Well isn't it pot, the kettle steaming against We lettin it sound incredibly interesting I seen the messages I couldn't be any less different if I tested it My legacy a success I wanna live, die and never be here again I'm gonna live, die and never see her again That's why I beg God I'm beg pleading on bended knee In the end that I'll somehow be in best A fucking legend The gun powdy in the vest I want some head and some kung pao And it's feeling surreal A little Angel came and told me her feelings are real A little baby face on her Very hazy, fate saw me Couldn't wait to make something For her And it's feeling surreal A little Angel came and told me her feelings are real A little baby face on her Very hazy, fate saw me Couldn't wait to make something For her
Writer(s): Kadeem Kayvon Spencer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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