Early in the morning, tryna catch a vibe
Valley in the midst while we heading East
Cold-cold breeze
While you putting on your fit, looking co-cosy
Your friends tryna point at me like they know me
Couldn't sense anything positive about them
You ain't got real homies in your heart
Either that, they wanna distract or tear us apart
Back to the apartment and now we acting up
Gotta feel protected with this pistol
Blow my dick like whistle
No mathematic equations but still
You cross my mind, like multiple signs
I never point out mine, i prefer not to vent at times
You'll patiently wait til the moment comes
I know you want that
When the stroke is deep i know you like that
Made peace with the fact that you only want that from me
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Got a lot on my plate but i cannot make it
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Got a lot on my plate but i cannot make it
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Got a lot on my plate but i cannot make it
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Got a lot on my plate but i cannot make it
Put your legs up in the air lil bitch, i'm going in
I ain't tryna hear shit from all your friends
I ain't gotta get shit, it's all within
Put your legs up in the air lil bitch, i'm going in
I ain't tryna hear shit from all your friends
I ain't gotta get shit, it's all within
Hold my phone
Hold my phone
I don't answer texts
Messages are dull
I don't mess with media shit
Hold my phone
Hold my phone
Back in the city, we tussling around the PMs
You steady confonting me on my BS
You panicking while i'm tryna remain this calm
Wasn't really honest, felt a lil guilt in my head
My innocence gone, i'm a sinner instead
Wasn't my intention to be this provocative
My statement false, you don't trust the narrative
You're not at fault, i'm the one to blame though
Put your legs up in the air lil bitch, i'm going in
I ain't tryna hear shit from all your friends
I ain't gotta get shit, it's all within
Put your legs up in the air lil bitch, i'm going in
I ain't tryna hear shit from all your friends
I ain't gotta get shit, it's all within
SHADYELILAK - BRING YOUR TIME (feat. ONYE) Lyrics
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Early in the morning, tryna catch a vibe
Valley in the midst while we heading East
Cold-cold breeze
While you putting on your fit, looking co-cosy
Your friends tryna point at me like they know me
Couldn't sense anything positive about them
You ain't got real homies in your heart
Either that, they wanna distract or tear us apart
Back to the apartment and now we acting up
Gotta feel protected with this pistol
Blow my dick like whistle
No mathematic equations but still
You cross my mind, like multiple signs
I never point out mine, i prefer not to vent at times
You'll patiently wait til the moment comes
I know you want that
When the stroke is deep i know you like that
Made peace with the fact that you only want that from me
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Got a lot on my plate but i cannot make it
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Got a lot on my plate but i cannot make it
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Got a lot on my plate but i cannot make it
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Got a lot on my plate but i cannot make it
Put your legs up in the air lil bitch, i'm going in
I ain't tryna hear shit from all your friends
I ain't gotta get shit, it's all within
Put your legs up in the air lil bitch, i'm going in
I ain't tryna hear shit from all your friends
I ain't gotta get shit, it's all within
Hold my phone
Hold my phone
I don't answer texts
Messages are dull
I don't mess with media shit
Hold my phone
Hold my phone
Back in the city, we tussling around the PMs
You steady confonting me on my BS
You panicking while i'm tryna remain this calm
Wasn't really honest, felt a lil guilt in my head
My innocence gone, i'm a sinner instead
Wasn't my intention to be this provocative
My statement false, you don't trust the narrative
You're not at fault, i'm the one to blame though
Put your legs up in the air lil bitch, i'm going in
I ain't tryna hear shit from all your friends
I ain't gotta get shit, it's all within
Put your legs up in the air lil bitch, i'm going in
I ain't tryna hear shit from all your friends
I ain't gotta get shit, it's all within
Valley in the midst while we heading East
Cold-cold breeze
While you putting on your fit, looking co-cosy
Your friends tryna point at me like they know me
Couldn't sense anything positive about them
You ain't got real homies in your heart
Either that, they wanna distract or tear us apart
Back to the apartment and now we acting up
Gotta feel protected with this pistol
Blow my dick like whistle
No mathematic equations but still
You cross my mind, like multiple signs
I never point out mine, i prefer not to vent at times
You'll patiently wait til the moment comes
I know you want that
When the stroke is deep i know you like that
Made peace with the fact that you only want that from me
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Got a lot on my plate but i cannot make it
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Got a lot on my plate but i cannot make it
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Got a lot on my plate but i cannot make it
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Baby maybe i ain't never going back there
Got a lot on my plate but i cannot make it
Put your legs up in the air lil bitch, i'm going in
I ain't tryna hear shit from all your friends
I ain't gotta get shit, it's all within
Put your legs up in the air lil bitch, i'm going in
I ain't tryna hear shit from all your friends
I ain't gotta get shit, it's all within
Hold my phone
Hold my phone
I don't answer texts
Messages are dull
I don't mess with media shit
Hold my phone
Hold my phone
Back in the city, we tussling around the PMs
You steady confonting me on my BS
You panicking while i'm tryna remain this calm
Wasn't really honest, felt a lil guilt in my head
My innocence gone, i'm a sinner instead
Wasn't my intention to be this provocative
My statement false, you don't trust the narrative
You're not at fault, i'm the one to blame though
Put your legs up in the air lil bitch, i'm going in
I ain't tryna hear shit from all your friends
I ain't gotta get shit, it's all within
Put your legs up in the air lil bitch, i'm going in
I ain't tryna hear shit from all your friends
I ain't gotta get shit, it's all within
Writer: Emmanuel Siziba, Onye Onye
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid