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(One, two, three) Yeah I'm tryna put that evil on me Oh Ricky Bobby looking, sucking, niggas got sooner Magnetising my enterprise on the curb Got my plus size, work, motivate and yet there lies the cachet And I see you at the summit of my cascade Pissing in the wind, tryna defy what God made 37 years at my prom, 'bout to blow like Pompeii Top grade, very high blazing off the top grade agein' And you just findin' out I do not play Learnt things you may never aquire 'Cause you ain't built for that long trips Since 1999, bend and play And if you make a little money better know how to save 'Cause your career won't last past hot today It's just the first and last ever PSA And honestly I wasted 40 seconds been addressing you lame There's no way to capture this feeling Heart is full and I'm healing It's the simple things I have Try to catch and make you feel right Delight Yeah, I was in my own zone and I heard the phone go Let it ring, nothing personal, I'm doing my thing Bring phenomenal energy, your chemistry bless I want nothing less every time you call and distress Let's communicate better like Billy and Ella With big bands and jazz stands, turns I insert Next time the phone rang sang familiar tunes Now we back to the gloom I assumed it would be different but my innocence lost Why everytime we speak the vibe's off Course we do what we should but I'm feeling good, yeah I'm feeling good, I need space to replace and shine So could we get, get involved and solve the time to be off And to my own zone, zone, better to be alone Than prone to this hate fueled home, I'm gone, sing the song There's no way to capture this feeling Heart is full and I'm healing It's the simple things I have Try to catch and make you feel right Delight
Writer(s): étienne Lavigueur, Steven Hernández Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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