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110 - Ordinary (feat. Luca Scott) Lyrics




I'm cracking eggs at the crack of dawn
I put on my headphones when I mow the lawn
You have no limits if you don't give a f*ck
And every socks a pair if you run out of luck
I got a few shorties coming over it's like open doors
Pick up all my clothes and shove em in my drawers
You might never know what she keeps in store
Speaking of which I need some groceries
I put on my tunes, just like it's supposed to be
I go down the aisles, all these people close to me
I put in my best fit on, I just hope they notice me
And I can't choose a chocolate I'm staring at them hopelessly
I been kinda low and I been trynna keep my head up
I been stuck on go and at this point I think I'm fed up
I been on my own and I just wish that they would lettuce
I done crashed the iceberg but this grown man needs a setup

Is this the K A R M A
Said I'm cashing out my, cashing out my
K A R M A
Damn I hope this ain't the
Hope this ain't the
K A R M A
Said I'm cashing out my, cashing out my
K A R M A
Hope this ain't the
Hope this ain't the

K A R
I might crash the car ( "ha ha again!")
Hold your finger crossed
That I'll make it home again
It would mean so much
If you let me hold your hand
Before I passed the stars
And then I make it home again

Is this the K A R M A
Said I'm cashing out my, cashing out my
K A R M A
Damn I hope this ain't the
Hope this ain't the
K A R M A
Said I'm cashing out my, cashing out my
K A R M A
Hope this ain't the
Hope this ain't the

Gimme space
Cleaning up the dish
Shiny now I'm rich
Now she want the kid
In your face
This is just the biz
Make you part of the list
A game you cannot miss
Take a step, down the stairs
Out the trash can
With my nametag in it
Runaway, stay ignant
Handycam, no gimmick
Off the gram, plot thicken
What's the scoop, well
I jammed the plot again
I mean the dish washer
Now I got the suds again
Haven't seen god father
Since I'm just a common man
My mind in the gutter
Like a mountain of citizines
I can't make you, Goddard
Missing you is hitting my spleen

I can't find me
A way out
Hurts backside
On my way out
Rocks don't climb
On the way down
Why must you chime
Like a rebound

Is this the K A R M A
Said I'm cashing out my, cashing out my
K A R M A
Damn I hope this ain't the
Hope this ain't the
K A R M A
Said I'm cashing out my, cashing out my
K A R M A
Hope this ain't the
Hope this ain't the

You gotta run that shit back haha
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English

I'm cracking eggs at the crack of dawn
I put on my headphones when I mow the lawn
You have no limits if you don't give a f*ck
And every socks a pair if you run out of luck
I got a few shorties coming over it's like open doors
Pick up all my clothes and shove em in my drawers
You might never know what she keeps in store
Speaking of which I need some groceries
I put on my tunes, just like it's supposed to be
I go down the aisles, all these people close to me
I put in my best fit on, I just hope they notice me
And I can't choose a chocolate I'm staring at them hopelessly
I been kinda low and I been trynna keep my head up
I been stuck on go and at this point I think I'm fed up
I been on my own and I just wish that they would lettuce
I done crashed the iceberg but this grown man needs a setup

Is this the K A R M A
Said I'm cashing out my, cashing out my
K A R M A
Damn I hope this ain't the
Hope this ain't the
K A R M A
Said I'm cashing out my, cashing out my
K A R M A
Hope this ain't the
Hope this ain't the

K A R
I might crash the car ( "ha ha again!")
Hold your finger crossed
That I'll make it home again
It would mean so much
If you let me hold your hand
Before I passed the stars
And then I make it home again

Is this the K A R M A
Said I'm cashing out my, cashing out my
K A R M A
Damn I hope this ain't the
Hope this ain't the
K A R M A
Said I'm cashing out my, cashing out my
K A R M A
Hope this ain't the
Hope this ain't the

Gimme space
Cleaning up the dish
Shiny now I'm rich
Now she want the kid
In your face
This is just the biz
Make you part of the list
A game you cannot miss
Take a step, down the stairs
Out the trash can
With my nametag in it
Runaway, stay ignant
Handycam, no gimmick
Off the gram, plot thicken
What's the scoop, well
I jammed the plot again
I mean the dish washer
Now I got the suds again
Haven't seen god father
Since I'm just a common man
My mind in the gutter
Like a mountain of citizines
I can't make you, Goddard
Missing you is hitting my spleen

I can't find me
A way out
Hurts backside
On my way out
Rocks don't climb
On the way down
Why must you chime
Like a rebound

Is this the K A R M A
Said I'm cashing out my, cashing out my
K A R M A
Damn I hope this ain't the
Hope this ain't the
K A R M A
Said I'm cashing out my, cashing out my
K A R M A
Hope this ain't the
Hope this ain't the

You gotta run that shit back haha
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Writer: Luca Scott, Shadanté Davis-Kerr, Samuel Brown
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