Conceited

Aw, yeah, Aw, yeah, Aw yeah, yeah, yeah
Ugh, Ugh
Aw, yeah, Aw, yeah, yeah, alright

Oh, yeah
I cannot pick up the phone
Don't come over here I'm not inside
I'm just movin' on in my prime no, I'm only fuckin' wit them dimes no, yeah
Pour a duece up for the cosmos
Oh I cannot even be sure
My type of the woman I want isn't something that I can just show ya, yeah
No lie I was on her, you was fuckin' me now
But baby girl will you be fuckin' me into the long run, yeah
In my eyes, I was a youngin' out on my grind, we makin' movies every other night
They can feel all the energy when we arrive, yeah

For the last time it's goodbye, yeah
Feel the pain while I decide, yeah
Everything will be alright, yeah
Everything will be alright, yeah, yeah, yeah
Everything will be alright
Baby Rest In Peace, no, yeah, I cannot confide
Feel so conceited, but everything's alright



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Writer(s): Andrew Bailey
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