Come Correct Lyrics

It's 106 miles to Chicago

We got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes

It's dark and we're wearing sunglasses

Hit it

When you in my city come and connect

Run out of love and you come and collect

If that's why you coming, you coming correct

Break in my back and break into a sweat

When you in my city come and connect

Run out of love and you come and collect

If that's why you coming, you coming correct

Just don't come with the rest of the rest of these bitches

Can't handle they spirits

I'm trying to get fucked up before I get fucked

And I'm never dismissing no Aperol spritz with it

Paradigm shifted apparently

I gotta up and leave now to the Caribbean

Needed time to ponder just like Aristotle

Sometimes I forget I'm a human being

Blind to the apocalypse in front of me

Distracted by the codeine

You always acting so mean

I done took one for the team

The fuck you mean I don't work hard

Every motherfucker know I'm clean

I ain't talking Charlie Sheen type shit

I just know I'm chilling me, my bitch

When you in my city come and connect

Run out of love and you come and collect

If that's why you coming, you coming correct

Break in my back and break into a sweat

When you in my city come and connect

Run out of love and you come and collect

If that's why you coming, you coming correct

I gotta feeling and it feel like something real

Now go make it with no error- error- error- error

The lord gon' make it with no error, bitch

We love it, she make it look easy

I gotta feeling and it feel like something real

I keep this shit running day and night

Do it better than you cause I act out of spite

Hop on my mic cause I'm rocking it right

Got eagle eyes like a flock up in flight

Just a day in the life of your enemy,

Buddy, don't step to me, I'm sedimentary

I am the dolomite, you are just fodder

It's obvious, but I take pity

I treat them all right

The lord gon' make it with no error, bitch

We love it, she make it look easy

I gotta feeling and it feel like something real

The lord gon' make it with no error, bitch

We love it, she make it look easy

I gotta feeling and it feel like something real