Said she want my time I got it on my wrist
I told her how bout we keep dancing like the sun eclipsed
I just dropped a verse and now they looking at me like I'm speaking Arabic
Got a lot of love but I ain't sharing shit
Never said I can't unless it's cannabis
And she brought her friend who's on another level
No Geppetto
I heard she get freaky when she off Prosecco
Push the pedal till my feet go numb
I swear that imma need a medal from this next year's run
They say it's serial how I'm killing these niggas for fun
I'm not a prodigal son
I'm coming solo like an army of one
And I'm at war with the bum niggas
They wanna stick around but I've been looking for more figures
Cannot weigh me down, nigga don't let the door hit you
On the way out
You know they do it for clout
Some niggas running they mouth
I'm running the pockets, they toning it down
Can't let the devil get a hold of me now
I got a fresh new page
I got a brand new blade
They say I shine so bright
So I don't feel no shade
You know my team so tight
It's like we micro braids
You niggas crumble like lays
Hit her with the mind games now she calling my David Blaine
Surrounded by whites, sometimes I feel like a f*cking spade
All I did was write so that my pain didn't detonate
I got that shit that make you wanna listen, it resonates
Got em praying like "heaven sakes, is that nigga ever gon hit the brakes"?
And those debates I don't listen
Niggas complain about the food but take a plate from the kitchen
I want $200,000 in the safe when I get it
And I'll look back and I can celebrate my fruits of commitment nigga
These are the things I've buried
And all that beef and negativity is secondary
I'm tryna reach into a space where I feel legendary
They tryna break me like the levees but I'm standing steady
Know shit is heavy but I'm feeling strong
And you can't come inside the party but you know what's going on
Know I got a lot of people getting jiggy to this song
But it's only just the intro
Hey man, I owe you a voicemail
You owe us an album
I suppose you probably couldn't use this because I sound drunk as f*ck
But I love you
I'm proud of you
Uh I hope you keep going
I'll see you soon
Love you man
Get that album done
Give it to us
We need some more Jerrell music
Love you homie
Pr0 Social - eclipse Lyrics
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Said she want my time I got it on my wrist
I told her how bout we keep dancing like the sun eclipsed
I just dropped a verse and now they looking at me like I'm speaking Arabic
Got a lot of love but I ain't sharing shit
Never said I can't unless it's cannabis
And she brought her friend who's on another level
No Geppetto
I heard she get freaky when she off Prosecco
Push the pedal till my feet go numb
I swear that imma need a medal from this next year's run
They say it's serial how I'm killing these niggas for fun
I'm not a prodigal son
I'm coming solo like an army of one
And I'm at war with the bum niggas
They wanna stick around but I've been looking for more figures
Cannot weigh me down, nigga don't let the door hit you
On the way out
You know they do it for clout
Some niggas running they mouth
I'm running the pockets, they toning it down
Can't let the devil get a hold of me now
I got a fresh new page
I got a brand new blade
They say I shine so bright
So I don't feel no shade
You know my team so tight
It's like we micro braids
You niggas crumble like lays
Hit her with the mind games now she calling my David Blaine
Surrounded by whites, sometimes I feel like a f*cking spade
All I did was write so that my pain didn't detonate
I got that shit that make you wanna listen, it resonates
Got em praying like "heaven sakes, is that nigga ever gon hit the brakes"?
And those debates I don't listen
Niggas complain about the food but take a plate from the kitchen
I want $200,000 in the safe when I get it
And I'll look back and I can celebrate my fruits of commitment nigga
These are the things I've buried
And all that beef and negativity is secondary
I'm tryna reach into a space where I feel legendary
They tryna break me like the levees but I'm standing steady
Know shit is heavy but I'm feeling strong
And you can't come inside the party but you know what's going on
Know I got a lot of people getting jiggy to this song
But it's only just the intro
Hey man, I owe you a voicemail
You owe us an album
I suppose you probably couldn't use this because I sound drunk as f*ck
But I love you
I'm proud of you
Uh I hope you keep going
I'll see you soon
Love you man
Get that album done
Give it to us
We need some more Jerrell music
Love you homie
I told her how bout we keep dancing like the sun eclipsed
I just dropped a verse and now they looking at me like I'm speaking Arabic
Got a lot of love but I ain't sharing shit
Never said I can't unless it's cannabis
And she brought her friend who's on another level
No Geppetto
I heard she get freaky when she off Prosecco
Push the pedal till my feet go numb
I swear that imma need a medal from this next year's run
They say it's serial how I'm killing these niggas for fun
I'm not a prodigal son
I'm coming solo like an army of one
And I'm at war with the bum niggas
They wanna stick around but I've been looking for more figures
Cannot weigh me down, nigga don't let the door hit you
On the way out
You know they do it for clout
Some niggas running they mouth
I'm running the pockets, they toning it down
Can't let the devil get a hold of me now
I got a fresh new page
I got a brand new blade
They say I shine so bright
So I don't feel no shade
You know my team so tight
It's like we micro braids
You niggas crumble like lays
Hit her with the mind games now she calling my David Blaine
Surrounded by whites, sometimes I feel like a f*cking spade
All I did was write so that my pain didn't detonate
I got that shit that make you wanna listen, it resonates
Got em praying like "heaven sakes, is that nigga ever gon hit the brakes"?
And those debates I don't listen
Niggas complain about the food but take a plate from the kitchen
I want $200,000 in the safe when I get it
And I'll look back and I can celebrate my fruits of commitment nigga
These are the things I've buried
And all that beef and negativity is secondary
I'm tryna reach into a space where I feel legendary
They tryna break me like the levees but I'm standing steady
Know shit is heavy but I'm feeling strong
And you can't come inside the party but you know what's going on
Know I got a lot of people getting jiggy to this song
But it's only just the intro
Hey man, I owe you a voicemail
You owe us an album
I suppose you probably couldn't use this because I sound drunk as f*ck
But I love you
I'm proud of you
Uh I hope you keep going
I'll see you soon
Love you man
Get that album done
Give it to us
We need some more Jerrell music
Love you homie
Writer: Jerrell Lanos
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid