July
Been skipping these sittings
And finding new gimmicks
New tools for the fight
No bitching
Been chilling
And loving these women thru all of July
The vision is vivid
We in it we with it
We bathe in the light
Bitch we wing it
And kill it
It's thrilling to not know what's beyond the sight
We finished with fears of the heights
But baby we still on our knees
Indifferent to all of the spite
Can't listen to niggas who freeze
We finished with fears of the flight
Now baby let's go overseas
Let's go overseas
It's all in the news
He out the cocoon
He up and away
He up and away
It's all overdue
He out the cocoon
He up and away
He up and away
Disappointed not surprised by you motherfuckers
I swear it's always 'bout picking sides with you motherfuckers
Shit ain't sticking might have to slide from you motherfuckers
Something really just ain't right 'bout you motherfuckers
I swear Cineplex where your checks should be coming from
Too lax with the index y'all just point point
But they ain't getting their dirty hands on a cowboy
'Cause he in check big stats on the scoreboard
Finished with fears of the heights
But baby we still on our knees
Indifferent to all of the spite
Can't listen to niggas who freeze
We finished with fears of the flight
Now baby let's go overseas
It's no longer news
Got nothing to prove
I'm up and away
I'm up and away
It's all overdue
Got nothing to prove
I'm up and away
I'm up and away
And finding new gimmicks
New tools for the fight
No bitching
Been chilling
And loving these women thru all of July
The vision is vivid
We in it we with it
We bathe in the light
Bitch we wing it
And kill it
It's thrilling to not know what's beyond the sight
We finished with fears of the heights
But baby we still on our knees
Indifferent to all of the spite
Can't listen to niggas who freeze
We finished with fears of the flight
Now baby let's go overseas
Let's go overseas
It's all in the news
He out the cocoon
He up and away
He up and away
It's all overdue
He out the cocoon
He up and away
He up and away
Disappointed not surprised by you motherfuckers
I swear it's always 'bout picking sides with you motherfuckers
Shit ain't sticking might have to slide from you motherfuckers
Something really just ain't right 'bout you motherfuckers
I swear Cineplex where your checks should be coming from
Too lax with the index y'all just point point
But they ain't getting their dirty hands on a cowboy
'Cause he in check big stats on the scoreboard
Finished with fears of the heights
But baby we still on our knees
Indifferent to all of the spite
Can't listen to niggas who freeze
We finished with fears of the flight
Now baby let's go overseas
It's no longer news
Got nothing to prove
I'm up and away
I'm up and away
It's all overdue
Got nothing to prove
I'm up and away
I'm up and away
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Writer(s): Giovanni Boulay
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