Pleasures (from The Tiger's Apprentice)

Aye, aye
Yeah I'm on my grind
Yeah I'm up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain't flicking up
I ain't picking up
Uh
Pleasures

Yeah I'm on my grind
Yeah I'm up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain't flicking up
I ain't picking up
Uh
Pleasures

Aye
Tears drying
While I'm hopping out the station
I got too many fakes manning the tanks you know I'm Peyton
I spent too many nights sipping Kool-Aid I won't be
Chasing
Wrist popping still I ain't no Gerald Clayton... I might
Leave you lonely never leave you in the dust
I always keep this patience for you
Always got my trust
You and I'll have better days trapezing through the fire
'Til then I'll right my wrongs, my face up in Esquire

Yeah I'm back again
Yeah I can't pretend
Pass the acetone
Had my time in Rome
Now it's time to go
Rock like Benatar
I keep it minimal, city dancing for me guess I should live a
Little
New Eliza Doolittle
No competition baby
I'll always be sentimental
I'll always be sentimental
I'll always be - uh
It's been
Two years
Check my wrist watch
I'm older
Got angels
Each shoulder
I slide, I'm Pavlova

Yeah I'm on my grind
Yeah I'm up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain't flicking up
I ain't picking up
Uh
Pleasures

I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain't pickin' up, uh, aye

Yeah I'm on my grind
Yeah I'm up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain't flicking up
I ain't picking up
Uh
Pleasures

I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain't pickin' up, aye

Moving call me Carole King
Dropping by the Serafin's
Flooring it
Acid rain I'm pouring in
Pheramone-ing like a pharaoh king
Everybody body wanna dance
But nobody here wanna sing
I got rashes on my back from just sitting on every swing
There's a party in the back but I never really commit
Now the mansion is burning down guess there's beauty in
Everything
In my cabin it's a famine so I learn to pray
So alone but that's what happens when you're spayed
When you're a spade
Make your money blow it on me, what the people say
So I'm shining like my diamonds shining from my grave (shining from my grave)

Aye
Yeah I'm on my grind
Yeah I'm up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain't flicking up
I ain't picking up
Uh
Pleasures

I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain't pickin' up, yeah

Yeah I'm on my grind
Yeah I'm up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain't flicking up
I ain't picking up
Uh
Pleasures

I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain't pickin' up, ah

Yeah I'm on my grind
Yeah I'm up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain't flicking up
I ain't picking up
Uh
Pleasures

I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain't pickin' up, ah

Yeah I'm on my grind
Yeah I'm up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain't flicking up
I ain't picking up
Uh
Pleasures

I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain't pickin' up, ah
I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain't pickin' up, uh



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