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Elton
Elton
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Elton
Elton
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Donald Outten
Donald Outten
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Elton
Elton
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Everyone I don't want keeps callin me But I ain't out here trusting these bodies If it ain't my baby that's callin me Then I ain't got no time for nobody But they keep callin me Life's a whore, and it could suck a pumpkin threw a straw Face come off, we bouta see how vulnerable you are When it's hard, you be lookin at the phone like... scroll scroll scroll chill chill chill Feeling amazing, somewhat impatient, gotta get paid I flip thru pages, Time isnt waiting and I'm only aging Edge of the cliff, I'm Edumacated Only attempt to be mentioned with greatness Tempted by birds who escaped from their cages Only see me at the rarest occasion If it ain't for the bread or my fam I can't make it My girl with a king she courageous Like coretta From the ghetto She got that heart from the heavens But She got that look from the devil Dripping with fantasy Slip thru my melody Melanin showed me true colors I say she bad to the bone She want the dog I'ma let her Pet it, then drop like confetti The levy is broke And I drown in her ocean She went to mix the elixir I took a sip of the potion I lost control of the wheel But it's driving itself like a model 3 Tesla Say what you want like Alexa She want a ride like the metra I start applying the pressure because I was told that is how you find gold Or a diamond if that's any better You bound to find something, you digging a hole You got me driving till my tank on e baby You drive me crazy Everyone I don't want keeps callin me But I ain't out here trusting these bodies If it ain't my baby that's callin me Then I ain't got no time for nobody But they keep callin me Enter the course Not a obstacle Aint too hard for me to tell you why I love you You asked me you tried to test me You think you one step right in front of me Cause I got 2 left feet So I just trip over myself And upon my defeat You just catch me and bring right back to where I'm supposed to be And I love you for that Cause you love me for me And it ain't all about the cutty But the cutty is great Ain't talkin Scott if you late Cause I'm up up and away And I Wanna rum pum pum on yo Bum bum Then rest my head on yah bosom Wanna get a whiff of your wisdom Wanna rap to your heartbeat rhythm Then I wrap you up in licorice And count how many licks I get til I get to the center You know my every incentive Enter the course of your mind Recalibrate then realign I double down in half the time I swear I never felt this alive But a little part of me dies when I look and it aint you on my line Life's a whore, and it could suck a pumpkin through a straw Face come off, we bouta see how vulnerable you are When it's hard, you be checkin on your phone like... scroll scroll scroll chill chill chill
Writer(s): Calvin Broadus, Nima Jahanbin, Paimon Jahanbin, Kentrell Gaulden, Cassio Bouziane, Jason Goldberg, Vincent Dean Verdi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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