Distant
Hmm, hmm
Step on the-
Step on the, step on the beat
Step on them both, it be me, yeah, uh
Ooh, baby, tell me how you like it, uh (tell me)
Do you like it how I get when I get excited, uh (ooh)
Baby, I would never just one night it (I won't, no way)
I might lick up on her, I might spit up on her, I might bite it, yeah
Ooh, baby, tell me, do you like it, yeah
How I grab on it when I go deep
I might dive in your ocean, yeah
Ooh, baby, tell me, do you like it (tell me)
When we body on body, baby, here's no more runnin'
Know you like it when I put the thumb in
I wanna push every button (uh-huh)
I wanna know when you give (give)
I wanna know when you comin' (come on)
I wanna see how you do
I wanna see how you move (ooh)
Baby, I wanna know all your moves (yeah)
I'ma spend all my time with you (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
I'm distant, distant, I'm distant from you
No more reason, no reason to call on you
I'm distant, so distant, so distant from you
Yeah, yeah, yeah (uh, yeah)
I'm thinking you changing me (change)
You know I'm one-hundred, no eating, no laying with me
Know this money ain't changin' me, yeah (uh)
Know I ain't dyin', you know I keep flame with me, yeah
And them niggas can't hang with me (no way)
Know they can't, know they can't hang with us, can't bang with us (yeah)
All I do is hustle, baby, I swear to God
Made it out the jungle lion with a muzzle, fear no one but God
Look how we came so far (damn)
Now we high as a plane (yeah)
I was a star (star)
And I can't complain
'Cause life has changed, see how we beat them odds
I was black, drugs when we pull up to parties
All these bad bitches, they be tryna get naughty (bad)
I be seeing them staring at me in my Carti (in my Carti)
Niggas be talking to me, but I never hear in the morning
How I cope with my fellas with weed, I roll up in the Marley (ooh)
I think I'm over Celine, I'm 'bout to go curl hard jeans
I'm distant, I'm distant, I'm distant from you (yeah, yeah, yeah)
No more reason, no reason to call on you (no more)
I'm distant, so distant, so distant from you (uh-huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
I'm distant, I'm distant, I'm distant from you
No more reason, no reason to call on you
I'm distant, so distant, so distant from you (oh)
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah) uh
No, no, you said, you said, you said when I kick up, uh (you, you, you)
I keep comin' for him (ooh)
I keep comin' back, can you run? (ooh)
I keep comin' back, can you run with me? (ooh)
I'm the one, ain't comin' second, no
Step on the-
Step on the, step on the beat
Step on them both, it be me, yeah, uh
Ooh, baby, tell me how you like it, uh (tell me)
Do you like it how I get when I get excited, uh (ooh)
Baby, I would never just one night it (I won't, no way)
I might lick up on her, I might spit up on her, I might bite it, yeah
Ooh, baby, tell me, do you like it, yeah
How I grab on it when I go deep
I might dive in your ocean, yeah
Ooh, baby, tell me, do you like it (tell me)
When we body on body, baby, here's no more runnin'
Know you like it when I put the thumb in
I wanna push every button (uh-huh)
I wanna know when you give (give)
I wanna know when you comin' (come on)
I wanna see how you do
I wanna see how you move (ooh)
Baby, I wanna know all your moves (yeah)
I'ma spend all my time with you (yeah)
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh
I'm distant, distant, I'm distant from you
No more reason, no reason to call on you
I'm distant, so distant, so distant from you
Yeah, yeah, yeah (uh, yeah)
I'm thinking you changing me (change)
You know I'm one-hundred, no eating, no laying with me
Know this money ain't changin' me, yeah (uh)
Know I ain't dyin', you know I keep flame with me, yeah
And them niggas can't hang with me (no way)
Know they can't, know they can't hang with us, can't bang with us (yeah)
All I do is hustle, baby, I swear to God
Made it out the jungle lion with a muzzle, fear no one but God
Look how we came so far (damn)
Now we high as a plane (yeah)
I was a star (star)
And I can't complain
'Cause life has changed, see how we beat them odds
I was black, drugs when we pull up to parties
All these bad bitches, they be tryna get naughty (bad)
I be seeing them staring at me in my Carti (in my Carti)
Niggas be talking to me, but I never hear in the morning
How I cope with my fellas with weed, I roll up in the Marley (ooh)
I think I'm over Celine, I'm 'bout to go curl hard jeans
I'm distant, I'm distant, I'm distant from you (yeah, yeah, yeah)
No more reason, no reason to call on you (no more)
I'm distant, so distant, so distant from you (uh-huh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
I'm distant, I'm distant, I'm distant from you
No more reason, no reason to call on you
I'm distant, so distant, so distant from you (oh)
(Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah) uh
No, no, you said, you said, you said when I kick up, uh (you, you, you)
I keep comin' for him (ooh)
I keep comin' back, can you run? (ooh)
I keep comin' back, can you run with me? (ooh)
I'm the one, ain't comin' second, no
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Writer(s): Desmond Mccullough
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