TRACK AND TRACE
(NXMERCY, NXMERCY)
Rest in peace to the amount of hours in a fucking day
That was a Kobe reference understanding what i say
Fix my shot and then we can get on the court and play
My spot here confusing bitch we call that track and trace
Calling me god
I guess i'm a god
Letting me in they give me a nod
Federal drop
Sign on stop
Ok yeah we right on top
Me and the gang go back to the place
We due to mistake
So we face the fate
Eating off our plate
What they gotta say
I got many things on my mind so get off of my brain
Woah, woah
I'm really feeling so cold
As the night draws in i miss your tone
I want the feeling of excitement stop saying i don't
I don't want you here that's it just go
Forever or never
Ending up in my sweater
Seen the shit i endeavor
But these lyrics ain't clever enough for me to rap
Tryna find the facts, never meant to lack
So you're gonna bring me back back
Rest in peace to the amount of hours in a fucking day
That was a Kobe reference understanding what i say
Fix my shot and then we can get on the court and play
My spot here confusing bitch we call that track and trace
(Yeaaahh, yeah)
Give me a reason i might
Breaking habits i made last night
I be putting you on with no price
Ain't a doubt in my mind it's my time
Got a couple of spots that you can find
Tryna search in my mind you got the right
Numb as hell with no feelings, i been just chilling,
Paint me like a villain, i'm just tryna kill it, no pop pilling,
I been straight missing, for a couple nights
Oh Jesus Christ
Tryna find the right
Under the sun
Made last night
Tryna go back
Putting up a fight
Can i do wrong they love me out of spite
I'll be back again til the early morning, hmm
Rest in peace to the amount of hours in a fucking day
(in a fucking day)
That was a Kobe reference understanding what i say
(standing what i say)
Fix my shot and then we can get on the court and play
(on the court and play)
My spot here confusing bitch we call that track and trace
(call that track and trace)
Rest in peace to the amount of hours in a fucking day
(in a fucking day)
That was a Kobe reference understanding what i say
(standing what i say)
Fix my shot and then we can get on the court and play
(on the court and play)
My spot here confusing bitch we call that track and trace
(call that track and trace)
Rest in peace to the amount of hours in a fucking day
That was a Kobe reference understanding what i say
Fix my shot and then we can get on the court and play
My spot here confusing bitch we call that track and trace
Calling me god
I guess i'm a god
Letting me in they give me a nod
Federal drop
Sign on stop
Ok yeah we right on top
Me and the gang go back to the place
We due to mistake
So we face the fate
Eating off our plate
What they gotta say
I got many things on my mind so get off of my brain
Woah, woah
I'm really feeling so cold
As the night draws in i miss your tone
I want the feeling of excitement stop saying i don't
I don't want you here that's it just go
Forever or never
Ending up in my sweater
Seen the shit i endeavor
But these lyrics ain't clever enough for me to rap
Tryna find the facts, never meant to lack
So you're gonna bring me back back
Rest in peace to the amount of hours in a fucking day
That was a Kobe reference understanding what i say
Fix my shot and then we can get on the court and play
My spot here confusing bitch we call that track and trace
(Yeaaahh, yeah)
Give me a reason i might
Breaking habits i made last night
I be putting you on with no price
Ain't a doubt in my mind it's my time
Got a couple of spots that you can find
Tryna search in my mind you got the right
Numb as hell with no feelings, i been just chilling,
Paint me like a villain, i'm just tryna kill it, no pop pilling,
I been straight missing, for a couple nights
Oh Jesus Christ
Tryna find the right
Under the sun
Made last night
Tryna go back
Putting up a fight
Can i do wrong they love me out of spite
I'll be back again til the early morning, hmm
Rest in peace to the amount of hours in a fucking day
(in a fucking day)
That was a Kobe reference understanding what i say
(standing what i say)
Fix my shot and then we can get on the court and play
(on the court and play)
My spot here confusing bitch we call that track and trace
(call that track and trace)
Rest in peace to the amount of hours in a fucking day
(in a fucking day)
That was a Kobe reference understanding what i say
(standing what i say)
Fix my shot and then we can get on the court and play
(on the court and play)
My spot here confusing bitch we call that track and trace
(call that track and trace)
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Writer(s): Sam Draper
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