Lyrics:
a positive fuck when I survive by myself
Alive but need help, too many balloons took me to the moon
Till they all popped and let me fall to my doom
These
Don't be so serious let me weep
Please
Doctor Delirious won't you leap
To my aid before you reap me
Meet the minute enter in it
Worlds go by but don't
Delirious
Written on January 10th, 2016
Written by Emily Little
Produced by Eddie Ferguson
Engineered by Eddie Ferguson
Artwork by Lydia Grayce
Oprah
Ditch the party, it ain't over
Don't ham it, and grab your friend by the hand
Let me know is you down,
Body like me play at ya
I might make
Chyeah, Renegades is back, Em the beat is sick
It's Young, Freeway, Eight miles
Let's go
Eight miles and runnin', got my seventh album droppin'
Conan
Ditch the party, it over
Go ham in here, and grab your friend by the hand
Let me know is you down,
Body like me playmate of the year
I might
Conan
Ditch the party, it over
Go ham in here, and grab your friend by the hand
Let me know is you down,
Body like me playmate of the year
I might
Conan
Ditch the party, it over
Go ham in here, and grab your friend by the hand
Let me know is you down,
Body like me playmate of the year
I might
Ditch the party, it over
Go ham in here, and grab your friend by the hand
Let me know is you down,
Body like me playmate of the year
I might make that
Conan
Ditch the party, it over
Go ham in here, and grab your friend by the hand
Let me know is you down,
Body like me playmate of the year
I might
Oprah
Ditch the party, it ain't over
Don't ham it, and grab your friend by the hand
Let me know is you down,
Body like me play at ya
I might make
kind of mysterious
I'm just handling business
Why are you being delirious
Why are you so delirious
Yeah, this ain't nothing serious
Can I get a new
here for a reason on a particular path
You don't need a curriculum to know that you a apart of the math
Cats think I'm delirious but I'm so damn
sees it
It's therapy season!
You want album 3? Then give me a reason!
Why should I bother stressin' again?
Why should I wake up depression again?
Won't
I could wolf whistle at robots
I feel I could hold a relatively decent conversation with TV's Joe Pasquale
I feel I could listen to a whole album by
My name is soulz and you are about to experience
A mental spiral from a delirious mind
Bitch I'm serious
Before this album I was thinking of leaving
for fun
And to express myself
Don’t get overworked
Or else you’ll play yourself
On my third album
But a different mindset
Just writing from the heart
serious
Fuck nigga why is you curious
Niggas is broke and delirious
Paralyzed niggas is feeling this
On a murder spree and killing shit
That bullshit I
I am back, and better than ever
My lyrics are now much more clever
I stepped up the game, and I'm serious
When I say imma kill it, I'm not delirious
different, I'm going up passing you by
Looking for better sense and more control of myself I relapse but still yet I try
Never mind that I'ma still get a sack
the fuck, bitch, you delirious
I was built for this shit like a pyramid
You can't get rid of this
Haters they fixin to hate
They see me ride by in my
Girl, so I was stuck in the house
All by myself during quarantine
Fucking around making music
I was like I'm gonna call myself
Quay Quay the Bae,
delirious
I been making moves
So my haters getting curious
Im mashing thrashing
Im all about my cash and
Thank god that my hustle everlasting
I do this with
messages asking what's coming next
I gotta say, I don't know, I don't plan this shit
But an album is coming, don't you worry about it
But without all that
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