Nauda
What you got
I need a lot
Seems like you've heard it many times before
And I mean it even more
My Cherie amour
Even the blind can see and sing a song to ya
No Puerto Rican queen or Stevie
Bet you Wonder
Is there still a ribbon
In our sky
Where your head at
Cause I been looking for you
Don't make this thing about me
You know I do this for you
I sell these units for you
I make this music for you
Everyone would kill someone
To get a chance to have you
In their hands
I always want more of you
You never seem to go
Out of demand
Waking up in the middle of the night, shit
I gotta catch my flight
My time comes with a price
Your eyes stay green with envy
Baby you're my kryptonite
Can't stay away too long
Before you hit my phone
You ask me
Where I be at
Shit
Chillin
Prolly on the corner with my niggas
Quality time with the killers
Tryna stay fly caterpillar
Smooth like butter
Smooth like silk
She milked like udders
Catch my tilt
We drift like rubber
Fireflies in the wraith
We shoot for the stars
So high that I landed on Mars
So tell me why can't I indulge
If this shit here is truly ours
This day and age feel like it's vogue
For people to point out your flaws
Your haters start bringing the house
When they see you entering Oz
But I never trip
No, I never slip
If there's an apocalypse
Keep me a piece on my hip
Peace and serenity
Piece in the whip
That's my baby
I keep me a piece in the crib
Peaceful insurgency
Did it for currency
I never got too much
Dip on my chip
Sipping on burgundy
Sitting here currently
Wishing that you
Would set sail on my ship
Give me a sign
I've been looking for stars
Meditating at night
Tryna find who I are
Sounds of the rain
Correlate with my heart
Every time I'm asleep
I'm always thinking bout
Every single dream
Every single dream
Thinking bout every single dream
Every single dream
(Brr, BOW)
Where your head at
Cause I been looking for you
Don't make this thing about me
You know I do this for you
I sell these units for you
I make this music for you
Everyone would kill someone
To get a chance to have you
In their hands
I always want more of you
You never seem to go
Out of demand
I need a lot
Seems like you've heard it many times before
And I mean it even more
My Cherie amour
Even the blind can see and sing a song to ya
No Puerto Rican queen or Stevie
Bet you Wonder
Is there still a ribbon
In our sky
Where your head at
Cause I been looking for you
Don't make this thing about me
You know I do this for you
I sell these units for you
I make this music for you
Everyone would kill someone
To get a chance to have you
In their hands
I always want more of you
You never seem to go
Out of demand
Waking up in the middle of the night, shit
I gotta catch my flight
My time comes with a price
Your eyes stay green with envy
Baby you're my kryptonite
Can't stay away too long
Before you hit my phone
You ask me
Where I be at
Shit
Chillin
Prolly on the corner with my niggas
Quality time with the killers
Tryna stay fly caterpillar
Smooth like butter
Smooth like silk
She milked like udders
Catch my tilt
We drift like rubber
Fireflies in the wraith
We shoot for the stars
So high that I landed on Mars
So tell me why can't I indulge
If this shit here is truly ours
This day and age feel like it's vogue
For people to point out your flaws
Your haters start bringing the house
When they see you entering Oz
But I never trip
No, I never slip
If there's an apocalypse
Keep me a piece on my hip
Peace and serenity
Piece in the whip
That's my baby
I keep me a piece in the crib
Peaceful insurgency
Did it for currency
I never got too much
Dip on my chip
Sipping on burgundy
Sitting here currently
Wishing that you
Would set sail on my ship
Give me a sign
I've been looking for stars
Meditating at night
Tryna find who I are
Sounds of the rain
Correlate with my heart
Every time I'm asleep
I'm always thinking bout
Every single dream
Every single dream
Thinking bout every single dream
Every single dream
(Brr, BOW)
Where your head at
Cause I been looking for you
Don't make this thing about me
You know I do this for you
I sell these units for you
I make this music for you
Everyone would kill someone
To get a chance to have you
In their hands
I always want more of you
You never seem to go
Out of demand
Credits
Writer(s): Ejaaz Tate
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