TYMAY - MORNING REP Lyrics

Next level it'll put you in the whirlwind
Hypnotize, close your eyes, make your world spin
Hot steppin - press your luck with the girl dem
Been the one, not the two, better ask your friend
I'ma say this again

Listen with ya ear, I'ma help you understand Who you gon' call when shit hit the fan
Who you gon' call when this shit ain't pretend
I don't need to move a muscle, I am the key
Bring silence to the bustle
I control everything
This or that mon, no in between
I'm the problem solver

I bring the goods like a local farmer
No stress, I bring the armor
And guide the way to your departure
Vibrations and temptations
Good lord man I can't take it
It's hot and I'm anxious
Going back to the basement

Lock your eyes on the win
Keep it to yourself again and again
Watch who you call friend
Few real and the rest be pretend

Next level it'll put you in the whirlwind
Hypnotize, close your eyes, make your world spin
Hot steppin - press your luck with the girl dem
Been the one, not the two, better ask your friend