Never Coming Down
Hey, Gotta let go now my homie no lie
Cuz if this jet slows down we bouta nosedive
Ridin up above the clouds
This for those who love the sound
I'm up and never comin down
What's up man I was runnin round, town
Tryna get cake
On stage til my leg breaks
But first record a fresh take
Then put it on the mixtape yea
I got some plans could say
I want the fans where they
Hiding from me
I'm eastside by the trees
Stay wavy like the seas
On lock I got the keys
And bass you feel the breeze
So much a heat make a sauna cold
Im on a roll think I stumbled on a pot on gold
I'm gonna blow yea I said it
I'm thinkin I just wanna get it
He finally got him a debit
Still tryin hard not to spend it
I couldn't spend it before
It's okay I'm makin waves now
I try to hide it but you see it on my face now
Still hope it falls into place
Don't wanna wait now
(I'm on a roll think I stumbled on a pot of gold)
(This is for those who love the sound
I'm up and never coming down)
Uh, Smooth but rugged
Mad views I love it
You bad news but fuck it
Without you I'm bugging
Ima, get myself back
Some nights I want it so bad
Ya I need it right now somebody cut my Lvad
Huh yo look I got some plays
All those days of watching greys
Told you this is not a phase
This is on my real shit
So Ill I swear I'm real sick
I'm chilling so I kill this
Beat and make you feel this yea
(Smooth but rugged
Mad views I love it
You bad news but fuck it
Without you I'm bugging
Ima)
Blow ya I said it
I'm thinkin I just want credit
It's gon be lit when I get it
He got a point like a pyramid
You a fan if u hearing it
On my young shit
Fun shit
How did I become this
Numb, it's dumb
Kids bumpin in my one whip
True shit
Too sick tell me im dreamin
Finally found a reason to chill
I mean freezing
Im Ill start believing for real
Put my keys in and peel out
I'm outtie now, south bound
Got that ain't no doubt sound
Mixing up the game like this who got the flame like this
What's up the same old shit uh uh
(I'm on a roll think I stumbled on a pot of gold)
(This is for those who love the sound, I'm up and never coming down)
(You bad news but fuck it, without you I'm bugging, Ima)
Cuz if this jet slows down we bouta nosedive
Ridin up above the clouds
This for those who love the sound
I'm up and never comin down
What's up man I was runnin round, town
Tryna get cake
On stage til my leg breaks
But first record a fresh take
Then put it on the mixtape yea
I got some plans could say
I want the fans where they
Hiding from me
I'm eastside by the trees
Stay wavy like the seas
On lock I got the keys
And bass you feel the breeze
So much a heat make a sauna cold
Im on a roll think I stumbled on a pot on gold
I'm gonna blow yea I said it
I'm thinkin I just wanna get it
He finally got him a debit
Still tryin hard not to spend it
I couldn't spend it before
It's okay I'm makin waves now
I try to hide it but you see it on my face now
Still hope it falls into place
Don't wanna wait now
(I'm on a roll think I stumbled on a pot of gold)
(This is for those who love the sound
I'm up and never coming down)
Uh, Smooth but rugged
Mad views I love it
You bad news but fuck it
Without you I'm bugging
Ima, get myself back
Some nights I want it so bad
Ya I need it right now somebody cut my Lvad
Huh yo look I got some plays
All those days of watching greys
Told you this is not a phase
This is on my real shit
So Ill I swear I'm real sick
I'm chilling so I kill this
Beat and make you feel this yea
(Smooth but rugged
Mad views I love it
You bad news but fuck it
Without you I'm bugging
Ima)
Blow ya I said it
I'm thinkin I just want credit
It's gon be lit when I get it
He got a point like a pyramid
You a fan if u hearing it
On my young shit
Fun shit
How did I become this
Numb, it's dumb
Kids bumpin in my one whip
True shit
Too sick tell me im dreamin
Finally found a reason to chill
I mean freezing
Im Ill start believing for real
Put my keys in and peel out
I'm outtie now, south bound
Got that ain't no doubt sound
Mixing up the game like this who got the flame like this
What's up the same old shit uh uh
(I'm on a roll think I stumbled on a pot of gold)
(This is for those who love the sound, I'm up and never coming down)
(You bad news but fuck it, without you I'm bugging, Ima)
Credits
Writer(s): Wesley Fekay
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