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(Intro)
So⦠so where are you?
Youâre in some hotel room
You just⦠you just wake up and youâre in a hotel room
I mean you know who you are
And you kinda know all about yoself butâ¦
Just for the day to day stuff⦠notes are really uh⦠useful
(Hook)
New beginnings, startin over
Celebratin, still hardly sober
Memory gone, so forgetful
I canât remember nothing, I need a pad and pencil
(Verse)
Look what Iâm getting into
Rockin like gravel, bitches
My spirit slowly liftin, no different from castle bridges
Iâm blackin out like charcoal, they lookin for me â Marco
Donât know too many kings
I paint the city, she tell me how much she love my art show
We off that killa purple, Sophia and habo
Fuck it, Iâm in it, watch me, thatâs what they usually do
Kickin these niggas out likeâ¦
And they be on the corner hustling
Probably see a crook or two
Bitches got a appetite for lots of plots, hookahs too
Pregnant women hustle nigga, see that mean Iâm pushin through
They not awesome, they just talkin
Huh, I got some shit Iâm dealin with, hopefully time fix
Either they fuck wit you or dog you out, blind sticks
Went up a lot of steps, work ethic is rocky
My eyes tight like fried rice dipped in wasabi
Without the money itâs a hobby
So broke I couldnât even pay respect, they wouldnât let me in, Iâm Bobby
Up in rally, now Iâm poppin up in hella folk discussions
But I donât think they understand, I mean
You canât pull a nigga into remembering
The more pressure youâre under â the harder it gets
(Hook)
New beginnings, startin over
Celebratin, still hardly sober
Memory gone, so forgetful
I canât remember nothing, I need a pad and pencil
(Verse)
Yea, sleepin on miotis, spark it up with lighters
Leavin out the info like why you ainât invite us?
Talkin code red, drum roll tipsy
Like Iâm leaving Nipsyâs
Shootin stars droppin
Wallpaper pealin, nobodyâs close to me
Except my neighborsâ building, fish tank fillin
Lot of eyes on me but they donât even know
Shit, where I get it from?
Nigga you feel me
On this bitch like this trip, bumpin LV
The same dreams you buyin they couldnât sell me
Cuz now I fuck with em
Na, tell me Iâm far ahead
Butter like garlic bread, I got a lot of drive
Canât even park in red, runnin out of ink
But never out of thoughts
It all make em sayâ¦
Jumpin off the hook
Let that man bungee, tell him hit the showers
But not with Zan Dusky
Ricocheting off him, slick as a day in Harlem
Soon as she see me say,
Wait wait, something donât feel right
I think somebodyâs fuckin with me
Heâs tryin to get me to kill the wrong person or something
(Hook)
New beginnings, startin over
Celebratin, still hardly sober
Memory gone, so forgetful
I canât remember nothing, I need a pad and pencil
(Outro)
Look what Iâm getting into
Rockin like gravel, bitches
My spirit slowly liftin, no different from castle bridges
Iâm blackin out like charcoalâ¦
Wait wait, what the fuck Iâm doin?
I already said that shit.
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- Super Slow Jams V.2
- GQ
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- Vintage Grooves: Disco, Volume 1
- Samson
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- The Disco Box
- Pure Groove: The Classics
- Old School Jams, Volume 2: The History Lesson
- Rare 5
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