Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Udoka Malachi
Udoka Malachi
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Udoka Odoemene
Udoka Odoemene
Songwriter
Andrew Diaz
Andrew Diaz
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hey love
You know I don’t do this often
Got tired of the talking
Pandemic couldn’t stop him
I wrote this from my office
Same place my guitar pics
Get lost up in them closets
On nights I couldn’t process
Like what’s the point of profit
When you not breaking even
You just breaking in the process
What’s the point of love
If we just break up after nonsense
Like what’s the point of us
That’s when you start to point above
But I been to church
That’s where the guilty point and judge
A house of mirrors couldn’t help you find your love
Cause you forgetting that your beauty ain’t got s*** to do with us
And it ain’t got s*** to do with them neither
This was sent but not read
This was sent but read
This was sent but not read
I didn’t mean it
Each day
I cannot wait
I cannot stay
I cannot..yeah
Each day
I cannot wait
I cannot stay
I cannot..yeah
Do you count the bad days
Does your count go off page
When you count all the ways
Things fell in their place
I know a great place out west
More space for the rent we pay here
There’s a garden but the Knicks don’t play there
You can see it glimmer from outer space
Well, it ain’t no secret worth the trouble if we leaving tell landlord mail deposit first class
Ahhhh no deposit coming back we broke shower that one night when we was moving too fast
So choose up when you down with the s****
Cause it’s hard to feel pain when you drowning in it
Now you got no class
Cap and your gown in this b****
Who caught you faded off the red
Kappa fountain and shit
Some people chose the moon
I heard there’s cryptocurrency and a bunch of billionaires up there so I won’t be there soon
Eh eh like you would stutter when you read in school
I ain’t saying sound it out but can you read the room
Can you stay down to earth
Cause we won’t be here long
The ship could sink today
And this could be the song
And if the beat is on
Then leave the speakers on
My music telling all the stories I ain’t speaking on
I’m talking better days
I’m stressing getting waves
I’m talking waking up and mowing lawns Cheddar days
About all the ways
Things fell in their place
Bright lights and smoke
My type of show
He watching
She watching
He popoin’
She want him
I like control
Bright lights and smoke
My type of show
He watching
She watching
He popoin’
She want him
I like control
Written by: Andrew Diaz, Udoka Odoemene
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