Circles

Hey
Because of this blast, this beat right? Yeah

Coming round and round in circles
Rolling with my shorty yeah I'm feeling universal
I can't figure out why they always get so controversial
Got so much to say, I got them diamonds on my journal

I think what I want, my voice so eternal
Feelin' trippy, all you did was meet me
I've been cruisin' through the city and I need it for a glizzy, yeah

Every day I'm lookin', go in, callin' on my phone
I say busy making money so yeah, why don't you just let me go?
Yeah, call me crazy, wind up on you like James Dean
Another fucking year, we can turn it into fame
Will you tell me why the fuck my shorty doesn't feel the same?

Why the fuck my shorty doesn't feel the same?
Why do I think there's something that I need to change
Wearing Gucci when I'm feelin' trapped and back to main
Bring me back to '93 'cause I can no longer feel the pain
That mountain is shakin' and never ever, ever, ever be the same



Credits
Writer(s): Farih Muhammad, Fleekasio, Mirza
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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