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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Night Lovell
Night Lovell
Vocals
Shermar Paul
Shermar Paul
Vocals
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Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shermar Paul
Shermar Paul
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Producer

Lyrics

Floating, floating
Floatin' through the mornin’
Let you take this token
I see that you copin’
Got this pistol loaded
She sexy like a lotus
I can't even focus
'Cause all these **** bogus
They cloudin’ up my brain
Can't you **** stop this? You know this ain't you
You talkin' shit, I hope that you know I'll take your food
All these bitches claim that they down, this ain't true
'Cause I already knew, you think that I'm a fool
Leavin’ for the weekend
End up in the deep end
Instead of tryna peek in
Just listen when I'm speakin’
North side ****
Finger on the trigger
Ain't nobody sicker
That's why they wanna flick up
That pussy's like a fountain
I like the way she bouncin’
Walkin' in the mountains
I like the way it's soundin’
I wish that I could show you what I'm seeing on this picture
Maybe I'll just show you what I wrote down on this scripture
Fallin' down this road, I'm on my back
I'll be inside the ditch, it's on the left, you can't miss it
Wonder if I dropped this shit today if I'd miss it
Wonder if I left this world today would it exist
I'm just thinkin', thinkin'
Tryna let it sink in
Thinkin' as I'm sippin’
All these thoughts be stickin’
Creepin' while I'm whipping
Can't see past my tinting
Call my phone, it's ringing
I pretend I miss it
I'm just by myself, I learn a lot about my life
Don’t let no funny bitches take me on no fuckin' ride
If you disrespect me, you don't got nowhere to hide
'Cause I be huntin’ **** like a lion in the night
Written by: Shermar Paul
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