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Feelin' the feelings, I'm mixing for healing Uh-huh (Get high when I'm low just to carry my spirit) ohh (Stuck at the bottom, my view was the ceiling) ohh (Buried my pain 'cause my heart couldn't share it) ohh B-N-X Back end boomin' in Big band thumbing it I can never be broke (let's go) Human-made nepente Burberry cardigan She want sugar and salt (it's true) Tell no differences Late night images I will never expose Still move diligent My time limited Plans I never disclose Back end boomin' in Big band thumbing it I can never be broke (alright) Human-made nepente Burberry cardigan She want sugar and salt Tell no differences Late night images I will never expose Still move diligent My time limited Plans I never disclose Damn I was only six, eyes lit, first time seen 50 bands Still got niggas that trap, some pimp, and some do scams Can't tax us for the shit we do, no Uncle Sam Bail money in the safe, that's just in case get caught in a jam Undertaker with the flows Play the game in figure 4's Yeah, demons kickin' down the door Gotta keep the trigger close Never speak on what I hear Never tell 'em what I know Yeah, neck covered in the gold Floor's flooded with the rose (cool, relax) She wanna be high key She wanna skip the line for the red carpets and the VIP's My new bitch don't want no drama She wanna be my peace I'm in so much Feng Chen Wang, she think I speak Chinese Back end boomin' in Big band thumbing it I can never be broke (alright) Human-made nepente Burberry cardigan She want sugar and salt (it's true) Tell no differences Late night images I will never expose Still move diligent My time limited Plans I never disclose Back end boomin' in Big band thumbing it I can never be broke (alright) Human-made nepente Burberry cardigan She want sugar and salt Tell no differences Late night images I will never expose Still move diligent My time limited Plans I never disclose Ayy, settle for nothing, I wanna give I've been searchin' for love but had nothing to give If I jump off this building with everyone watching They pull out they phone but won't phone it in I had love for some niggas, won't show again 'Cause their ego too precious to ever bend Said I wouldn't be off on the drugs again But the paper's too much, I've been bumbin' it She wanna be high key She wanna skip the line for the red carpets and the VIP's My new bitch don't want no drama She wanna be my peace I'm in so much Feng Chen Wang, you'd think I speak Chinese
Writer(s): Jahmarie Adams, Cooper Mcgill, Johan Lenox, Benjamin Saint Fort, Aidan Crotinger Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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