THAT FELT ON PURPOSE!
Nah I got you, but it's gotta be something like this
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like yeah yeah, yeah
Like yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Like yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Like yeah yeah, yeah
Like yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah
It's that young, smooth-talking, southwest-reppin', boy
Tryna' turn a beat to blessing, and depression into voice
God gave me opportunity to bless y'all with this noise
So when I take this sixteen to ride, I'm DMV employed
I know God been runnin' clock, to make it stop would be imposs'
That's why my head is in the present, like when FedEx peek in box
And my wifey like the life we lead, and leave me feelin' hot
So if the music make me lose it, then doin' it's what we not, cause
I don't wanna ride the wave, the cost of fame
I've seen the pain in eyes of boys that made a name
And left home just to play the game, now want out
That's when I heard satan say
Boy, don't you wanna rock a stage and make a play to kill the hate
You're too late to the game to rely on faith
I'll put the world in your hands, don't mind the weight
Just sign here, that's all it takes
Now the devil in my ear sound like miseducation
No Lauryn hill, but a lost one can end all relations
And everything is everything so youngin' watch what you sayin'
And know that there's more to this life than that thing you been chasin'
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Look
That felt on purpose (they wanna know who was with him)
That felt on purpose (look I got the scoop, it's in him)
That felt on purpose (like He know the hand they playin' with)
That felt on purpose (it's all in the plan, that's minimum)
Look
That felt on purpose (they wanna know who was with him)
That felt on purpose (look I got the scoop, it's in him)
That felt on purpose (like He know the hand they playin' with)
That felt on purpose (it's all in the plan, that's minimum)
Hey what's goin' on bro I only have a minute to talk so I'm prolly gonna be a little quick
Um, I just wanted to say that, you know your music is really special to me
And, special to my friends around me, because it's helped us out through a lot man
Just keep up what you're doing, let God handle things
Make sure you're always led by the spirit, and
You're destined for great things man, this is only the beginning
Arizona stand up bro, you got this man, don't trip
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like yeah yeah, yeah
Like yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Like yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Like yeah yeah, yeah
Like yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah
It's that young, smooth-talking, southwest-reppin', boy
Tryna' turn a beat to blessing, and depression into voice
God gave me opportunity to bless y'all with this noise
So when I take this sixteen to ride, I'm DMV employed
I know God been runnin' clock, to make it stop would be imposs'
That's why my head is in the present, like when FedEx peek in box
And my wifey like the life we lead, and leave me feelin' hot
So if the music make me lose it, then doin' it's what we not, cause
I don't wanna ride the wave, the cost of fame
I've seen the pain in eyes of boys that made a name
And left home just to play the game, now want out
That's when I heard satan say
Boy, don't you wanna rock a stage and make a play to kill the hate
You're too late to the game to rely on faith
I'll put the world in your hands, don't mind the weight
Just sign here, that's all it takes
Now the devil in my ear sound like miseducation
No Lauryn hill, but a lost one can end all relations
And everything is everything so youngin' watch what you sayin'
And know that there's more to this life than that thing you been chasin'
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah
Like, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Look
That felt on purpose (they wanna know who was with him)
That felt on purpose (look I got the scoop, it's in him)
That felt on purpose (like He know the hand they playin' with)
That felt on purpose (it's all in the plan, that's minimum)
Look
That felt on purpose (they wanna know who was with him)
That felt on purpose (look I got the scoop, it's in him)
That felt on purpose (like He know the hand they playin' with)
That felt on purpose (it's all in the plan, that's minimum)
Hey what's goin' on bro I only have a minute to talk so I'm prolly gonna be a little quick
Um, I just wanted to say that, you know your music is really special to me
And, special to my friends around me, because it's helped us out through a lot man
Just keep up what you're doing, let God handle things
Make sure you're always led by the spirit, and
You're destined for great things man, this is only the beginning
Arizona stand up bro, you got this man, don't trip
Credits
Writer(s): Fidencio Polanco
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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