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Sippin on some volvic
Tryna drain my toxins
Coins fell down
But im gazing at the topspin
She saying that im vacant
I daydream often
But every time I drop
My phone goes off and
I'm tryna get it right
You can reach me when it turns to the night
Catch me in the box
No room for a spacer
Your always three moves
From the next game breaker
I dont understand it though
I'm feeling like you hating bro
Ima save 2 cents and keep it real civil yo
But if you come around sometime
I can let you know
This is who I am and this is you are
On different paths, we can still take it far
Aint tryna slash your tyres
I get your desires
You can elevate
And i wanna see you higher
High, high, high

Why why why
Why are you are like this
Why so stiff
I put in my shift
Now you chatting on my name
Why why why
Why cant we just click
Whats the diff
You don't bring me joy
You just bring me stick
Just how it is

You going round like a carousel
Not to be frank but girl
What you tryna sell
Right on the shelf
Got some potions
With a tester of emotions
Just a droplet of the bottle
Have you slipping close to

I cant see no room for a convo
Convoluted thoughts from the get go
In the kitchen
Chilling with the kenco
Tryna link me
She saying big tesco
Bun it, i aint tryna run it
This game is pretty cyclic
Youve brought me to the summit
Id rather be a roamer
You tell bad lies
Like a good stock broker
Charge it to the chef
You might smell the aroma
Kick back
Limit all the chit chat
Let the envy fade
Let support make an impact
In fact, you could just put in a diss track
Prolly wouldnt listen
Gotta keep myself intact
Tactically inept
I really think we lost our depth
I dont know why we playing high
I lay my head and ask the sky

Why why why
Why are you are like this
Why so stiff
I put in my shift
Now you chatting on my name
Why why why
Why cant we just click
Whats the diff
You don't bring me joy
You just bring me stick
Just how it is



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Alabi
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