SPOTIFY RADIO Lyrics

I really wanna go down, really wanna go down, really wanna go down like is she mine

Is she really wanna go down, really wanna go down, really wanna go down like is she mine

Ashley, you can pass me with that bullshit. Last week you'd add me after you've been ghosted

The Figaro went to cut the rope, leather black and white like it's Figaro

And I know that feelings change like the seasons, baby

You should change your perspective. Lately, things ain't working when you're afraid

He's not the one who's to say that you're the one

You left me shady, left you wavy. Crying kiddo, sing like Casey

Left you sad in that Mercedes, but I came from nothing

She's seen the glow, saw it on Spotify, radio. Sticky's wakey, he bout to blow

Fuck, we gon' be stabbed bout a fuck, I know

Melomaniac are the two with a hitter in the room

I can feel it with the crew, and we dealing in the coup

And she bringing out the crew, wearing other butts of fucking laces like a fucking shoe

And she know that feelings change like the seasons

Lately, you've been ever more spacey, baby. Why don't change your perspective

Maybe she be thinking hard about Mercedes

These illegitimate citizens wanna talk like it's Letterman, so I gotta let him in

Beating like a Timon and with a spark like Edison. Gwendolyn, him and him when I was a baby can

Would've been hot on tracks, but I came in late. You were too refused, seen my place

Oven at a night, but it ain't gon' bake. Court ain't all the cash in the bank

But what am I to do? What am I to prove? When I wanna leave, then I gotta move

Figured me out quick, but there's lots to me, and there's lots to you

When you come from the dirt, you got reason to try

The black is the fear in my eye. You're acting as if there no wall

When I'm moving an inch, I'm chasing my dreams like that bitch is the snitch

From Harry Potter, cooking up, got me lots of offer

Keep that bitch a hecker and in the fucking cropper

A week is safe, but later I got plans to Wanda Contra

I keep pushing like a ski mask, constant gotcha

Can't be clutched with that madcap merch, but the gang keep on taking my grave

Speeding while beats spitting on the freeway

Lost my dub and I'm switching the lanes and I'm switching like

Really wanna go down, really wanna go down, really wanna go down like is she mine

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