BOMBAY

Yeah, okay you got up in my face (sheesh)
Yeah, okay you got up in my face

Yeah, okay you got up in my face
Made mistakes, yeah you love to complain
Pain erased, now I need Bombay
This a one shot, this a hot take
This a tough game, we do not play
Though I'm not great yeah this ain't my worst day
This a hard life better play your cards right
Running, I'm gunning for you I'm in First place

Flip the 4G, you adore me
Short end of the stick bitch you haven't heard the story
I had big dreams that was way before recording
I was 16 kicked out close the door please
Really am the shit oh that's why I'm corny
I got dirty money better clean it in the laundry
No amount of money could exist to afford me
Yawning on you motherfuckers all you do is bore me

Yeah, okay you got up in my face
Made mistakes, yeah you love to complain
Pain erased, now I need Bombay
This a one shot, this a hot take
This a tough game, we do not play
Though I'm not great yeah this ain't my worst day
This a hard life better play your cards right
Running, I'm gunning for you I'm in first place

Let the sunshine, and the rain pour
And I waste time like a fun chore
Break the rules like That's what its made for
Running I'm gunning for you-ou-ouu
How can I relax, my thoughts have gone whack
Staring out the window I thought it was dark
I thought it was nighttime I thought it was black
Looking at the clouds see the light through the cracks (ay,ay)

Yeah, okay you got up in my face
Made mistakes, yeah you love to complain
Pain erased, now I need Bombay
This a one shot, this a hot take
This a tough game, we do not play
Though I'm not great yeah this ain't my worst day
This a hard life better play your cards right
Running, I'm gunning for you I'm in first place

Let the sunshine, and the rain pour
And I waste time like a fun chore
Break the rules like That's what its made for
Running I'm gunning for I'm in first place



Credits
Writer(s): Alfred Okoro
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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