Lyrics:
I like you in that dress
And how it's fitted on.
I'm planning to get it off
Soon as we get alone
Ain't answering not a call
Silenced all the phones
Walking down the block planning a scheme
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
All eyes
Walking down the block they watching me
All eyes on me
All eyes on me
that's real homie
Talking to the mic never feeling lonely
I record at night i can't sleep homie
Don't talk about my feelings i just keep it Lowkey
Planning
was it all just
Something that you weren't
Tell me was it worth it all
Planning out our future too soon
The memories
Now they're just fading
Up all
I'm running for the hope
When we always planning where we're going and we never plan to stop
Always tryna be the better man
When we're always trying
Smokin' on that haze
Smokin' on that haze
Planning out my day
Smokin' on that haze
Smoking on that medical
Cartridges identical
Staying clear from
I’m planning my escape from Stockholm
It’s a captivating place but it’s not my home
Food fit for Gods, but I’m eating alone
In Stockholm…In
Spirit week
Rivals we finna beat
They been planning for this occasion
The classes gotta compete for the stick
Decades day
I seen a couple Cyndi
that rewind
Keeping sane so I grind
This happens all the time
I'm a whole different breed, so I can't make you mine
Gods been planning these things, he's
(BWO shit)
Planning the Wraith's and Rari's
(You heard my son Vonjune about to fuck this shit up nigga)
Keep the beef shit at Arby's
Hold on
Von,
Daily I'm planning
The win
Made me say
Fuck all my friends
Daily I'm getting
The guap
Family the mission
You opps
Some people
Getting the change
While
feeling numb in my brain
I guess some people don't change
No planning in the membrane
You're considered lame
If you fall in love nowadays
I like pain, but I
lost all ur friends
By Thursday night we'll be planning it again
Another night on the town
Something bigger goes down
And everybody just standing around
written
Planning to stack it I made it and spent it
Too much charisma in Stzywav fitting
Speak through that screen he just want some attention
Ball on these
magic
Come on baby
Dream with me baby
Take my hand I'll show you the right way
No need for planning no room for complaining oh
Your life will be as you
Ey-oh. Let´s go! We´ve got the motor running
Ey-oh. Let´s go! You´re messing up my planning
Sitting in the car In the backseat of my life making
How come could i've gone that far
With vicious planning and memory locks?
Pulling hunnids out someone's pockets
Know which buttons to push
packing
They got it easy in my day it was uphill both ways,
with long term planning, certain functions are subject to change
Look to the future, we know
and they sweat it, they sweat it yuh
Playing her heart like a harp though
Planning on swiping her card though
Painting her like Frida Khalo
Your bitch
I'm running for the hope
When we always planning where we're going and we never plan to stop
Always tryna be the better man
When we're always trying
nhai?
Ndingaitesei?
Ndingaitesei?
Ndingaitesei?
Bawo ndyabulela
Hey Mulla
Is this your come back?
This whatchu been planning all along?
Where you been
Thought I'd crash into a gulf
So now I'm
Mourning my youth
Mourning myself
Planning my road
As I lay the pavement down
Stuck living in the past
Tho it's not
Living his dream
In his head, In his bed he is
Always on the move he is
Planning his next groove
Every single day, he is chasing his goal
Never giving
and they callin me primetime
Gotta stay wit my stick like i know that its go time
I aint planning on dying so i think its yo time
I dont know what you on but
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