Seems as if they ain't hearing me right
Down on my dime
Spending by pinch suspense loves miserableness
Grew from a drainers kiss lips on the glass I sip
Cordially took action to admit it was fun partially was a dud
Two or five final goodbyes within some months
It must've been the first time I used my eyes I guess they go by
Quicker than I improved this my
Im proud pitch my sitch
Compromised me from announcing it
Im more of a quite storm, I hit the X like Malcolm with a power fist
As this chapter turned written clearly how a real nigga rised from dirt
A lotta spittas I ain't heard already massacred
This hustle is a continuation of rare breeds
Prevailing to speak on what need to be heard
Like my poppa chanted church
You believe I'm disturbed
Lead like the ghost of tsushima
Prepare heat and release
Whatever they bring I parry north like the swamp of ljima
My right hand levered from the heart of my gi
I wheezed each swing while my terrain ranged over the flood gates my wave
Allowed me to build another foundation I stayed
Enriched in my business
For instance home or away
Each song like I'm fighting for the convention
Outside the game the valley of my creation a titan of how I depict it
Summary's to condensed
Some can tell when details missed I find your sweetness to be often missed
Recovery trips its tough to sail
Is it safe to pull the anchor on the ship
Sure was thinking that you got the drift
Like my poppa chanted church
You believe I'm disturbed
Sidaka - Out Of My Hands, Into The Sky Lyrics
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English
Seems as if they ain't hearing me right
Down on my dime
Spending by pinch suspense loves miserableness
Grew from a drainers kiss lips on the glass I sip
Cordially took action to admit it was fun partially was a dud
Two or five final goodbyes within some months
It must've been the first time I used my eyes I guess they go by
Quicker than I improved this my
Im proud pitch my sitch
Compromised me from announcing it
Im more of a quite storm, I hit the X like Malcolm with a power fist
As this chapter turned written clearly how a real nigga rised from dirt
A lotta spittas I ain't heard already massacred
This hustle is a continuation of rare breeds
Prevailing to speak on what need to be heard
Like my poppa chanted church
You believe I'm disturbed
Lead like the ghost of tsushima
Prepare heat and release
Whatever they bring I parry north like the swamp of ljima
My right hand levered from the heart of my gi
I wheezed each swing while my terrain ranged over the flood gates my wave
Allowed me to build another foundation I stayed
Enriched in my business
For instance home or away
Each song like I'm fighting for the convention
Outside the game the valley of my creation a titan of how I depict it
Summary's to condensed
Some can tell when details missed I find your sweetness to be often missed
Recovery trips its tough to sail
Is it safe to pull the anchor on the ship
Sure was thinking that you got the drift
Like my poppa chanted church
You believe I'm disturbed
Down on my dime
Spending by pinch suspense loves miserableness
Grew from a drainers kiss lips on the glass I sip
Cordially took action to admit it was fun partially was a dud
Two or five final goodbyes within some months
It must've been the first time I used my eyes I guess they go by
Quicker than I improved this my
Im proud pitch my sitch
Compromised me from announcing it
Im more of a quite storm, I hit the X like Malcolm with a power fist
As this chapter turned written clearly how a real nigga rised from dirt
A lotta spittas I ain't heard already massacred
This hustle is a continuation of rare breeds
Prevailing to speak on what need to be heard
Like my poppa chanted church
You believe I'm disturbed
Lead like the ghost of tsushima
Prepare heat and release
Whatever they bring I parry north like the swamp of ljima
My right hand levered from the heart of my gi
I wheezed each swing while my terrain ranged over the flood gates my wave
Allowed me to build another foundation I stayed
Enriched in my business
For instance home or away
Each song like I'm fighting for the convention
Outside the game the valley of my creation a titan of how I depict it
Summary's to condensed
Some can tell when details missed I find your sweetness to be often missed
Recovery trips its tough to sail
Is it safe to pull the anchor on the ship
Sure was thinking that you got the drift
Like my poppa chanted church
You believe I'm disturbed
Writer: Jalen Dixon
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid