Our Year

Don't tell me this a never
I'm thinking
Yea, yea, yea
We could play this real clever
Deuce Deuce oh this our year

Don't tell me this a never
I'm thinking
Yea, yea, yea
We could play this real clever
Deuce Deuce oh this our year

Could hit me for whatever
Up the notch
Knocked off the lever

I rock a Bourne Idols hat
Vans off the Wall
Wit a Eno sweater

Let go ones ain't for me
The scissors sharp
They do it better

Don't make moves angrily
Fucked up my peace
I left a letter

Don't trust 1
I can't trust 2
I feel if I don't fuck wit you

My thoughts I be too deep in-tuned
Step out for Air
Please the room

I won't explode
More like a bloom

I'm always practicing my calm
Cus I know this shit could go wrong
It play out in my head too long

Veeshwool I see
Bro let's get gone

Big Sosa ain't no fucking homie
You ain't him
Don't hit that phone
Go hit Big Bima
Wicked Wonders

Wicked Wigs
Put ya bitch under
Cus she tryna glow this summer
Where she tryna go this summer
Pop up, what you wearing under

Don't tell me this a never
I'm thinking
Yea, yea, yea
We could play this real clever
Deuce Deuce oh this our year

Don't tell me this a never
I'm thinking
Yea, yea, yea
We could play this real clever
Deuce Deuce oh this our year

Stay cold as December
Ain't my side of winter

We cross them tracks long time
LND adventures

Don't camp out in Long lines
If you crossing fraud lines

Misplace my phone Call mine
I keep it on all times

Still in my head
Wrong mind
You don't pick up
Off mine
That number change all the time
They make calls to wrong lines
For love
I'm there on time
Roll up
I feel off mine
Step back
I see all kinds
Close curtains
And all blinds

Don't tell me this a never
I'm thinking
Yea, yea, yea
We could play this real clever
Deuce Deuce oh this our year



Credits
Writer(s): Sha-quan Champagne
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