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Lyrics by Steve Wellington & Jade Simmonds
Composed by Steve Wellington & Jade Simmonds
© 05/07/2016



CHORUS
I really love the boy
But I can't wait

Lyrics by Steve Wellington & Jade Simmonds
Composed by Steve Wellington & Jade Simmonds
© 05/07/2016



CHORUS
I really love the boy
But I can't wait

Lyrics by Steve Wellington & Jade Simmonds
Composed by Steve Wellington & Jade Simmonds
© 05/07/2016



CHORUS
I really love the boy
But I can't wait

Like, I kinda think I love her
She's got everything, doesn't need to borrow
Chase away my nightmares, dream about her until tomorrow
And I wrote a hundred

charge, less than the weed charge
I'm something between bass god and Steve Jobs 
They burnin is out here, I feel fire 
New year, same problems,I'm still

of stuff, engrossing, fleeting, bewildering
And then, a feeling of tilt that we're rushing down a slope
Do we not see it all the time because we're sliding

it back then double it
Hate it or love it then love it, hate it or love it I
Pushing arms back on the clock I am hot nigga, you are not
So stop, so

Maxi Curls

Kool Keith

Black Elvis/Lost in Space

1999

Steve, style bionic 

You get to workin, your head bop, you not jerkin 

You be out lurkin for danger, in my Ranger 

You think I'm bugged man? With

Huh! I can't believe my luck
Oh.. My love
You got me feeling smooth... Smooth
criminal
Smoother than a baby's butt
Just like the break of dawn
You got me

too small
So I got used to not fitting

If the sunsets
I'm still standing by your side
As long as your by mine
We gonna be alright
And if the sunsets

mint-condition, be careful
Try not to scratch it (yeah)
Well aware of my surroundings
Know I'm tuggin' on the metal
On, my young buls thuggin' on another level

love is gone
Multi-dimensional: I guide his soul to the heavens above once the Glock fill ‘em mon
In this world you can get killed by ideals but it’s

Manifest/Outro

Fugees

The Score

1996

I woke up this morning
I was feeling kind of high
It was me, Jesus Christ and Haile Selassie
Selassie said greetings in the name of the most high,

Manifest

Fugees

Jackie Robinson Tribute: Stealing Home

1997

I woke up this morning 
I was feeling kind of high 
It was me, Jesus Christ and Haile Selassie 
Selassie said greetings in the name of the most

know I'm not a prophet
But my words will always carry a little bit of knowledge
Know how lead
If you follow
You leading self into blindness
Love your

compete
Then we got AP, he a G on them keys
When he not in the stu, you can catch him on the green (Four)
Makin these hits over by the sea
Maybe you asking

and then before my spit was catastrophic
Change of topic, I wanted to be like Steve or Martin
Wrote scripts as if it was my actual profession
My stop motion

Hurts me hoping our day will come
You keep me wanting some
Day by day deny my feelings
Lead me on, infer the meaning
Love from you is all I need
You got

her come on ova
To the party in the nova
Yea I said I do not know ya

Drive as fast as gini wanna
Yea New bitches name is aunna 
Yea I'm Sippin figi

you feeling
When you underneath
Bruises on your fruit
We'll get by this
Let's just make it smooth
Take your time
Heard them coming too
I can hear

em go crazy
Feeling tempted by the unseen dangers, stirring madness up in his eyes
When he walked away, became a bird of prey, it was a blessing in

AfricAryaN

Logic

Everybody

2017

slower than a slug
While this feeling inside of my body seep in like a drug
Will you hug me, rub me on the back like a child?
Tell me you love me, need

they grilling me uh
I show the love they still hate on me uh
I’m on my grind, tryna give back by getting mines
Nah they ain’t feeling me
Uh
Red coupe,

love like I’m not out here trynna kill folk
I’ve been beaten up mentally cuz I’ve been woke
I just want to feel numb bout to relapse off of this coke