Testo Flow State - coldbydefault

Testo della canzone Flow State (coldbydefault), tratta dall'album Flow State

I watch your every movie and you just fuck it up
Why the fuck I didn't think about it, took me long enough
Got me askin' myself, like, why the fuck I trust
I saw a baddie in front of my eyes, I said, what's up
They ask me how I got this talent, God put in the work
I cannot I put you first
Speakin' about you is a blur Is you ready or not
I'm comin' for the top, I don't want no perks
By the way I solve these problems, I been thinkin' I'm a nerd
By the way that she talkin, I'm thinkin' she's the devil's curse
Your Gods worse, he's lookin' out for me on the people that try to do me dirt
Yeah, I really do this
If she ever turn her phone around, that bitch is foolish
If she ever ask about other bitches, you know I'm clueless
Got smoke, I got liquor, this gon' tell me what the mood is
Whatever God sent me here for, you know I'ma do it
Yeah
Ready or not here I come
Baby, you know you can't hide all day
They cannot fuck me up, I'm in a flow state
Only God determines when my light goes away
They talk behind my back, they always gonna betray
Me I realize that love was never for me
I started falling out of love slowly I never wanna check her phone again, it's
O.D
I don't wanna go to court, so I'm dodgin' police
Smoke, drink, put my mind at ease
I'ma give you a speech, so baby, take a seat
I'ma tell you I can't trust you, on repeat I'ma tell you I can't do this, my heart decease
My heart overdose, then O.D
I can't give you my trust you Always knew that my heart can't reach your heart
Don't go away, but if you do, my heart gon
Stay froze
I watch your every move and you just fuck it up
Why the fuck I didn't think about it, took me long enough
Got me askin' myself, like, why the fuck I trust
I saw a baddie in front of my eyes, I said, what's up
They ask me how I got this talent, God put in the work
I cannot put you first
Speakin' about you is a blur Is you ready or not
I'm comin' for the top, I don't want no perks
By the way, I saw these problems, I been thinkin' I'm a nerd
By the way that she talkin, I'm thinkin' she's the devil's curse
You're God's worst
He's lookin' out for me on the people that try to do me dirt
Yeah, I really do this
If she ever turn her phone around, that bitch is foolish
If she ever ask about other bitches, you know I'm clueless
I got smoke, I got liquor, this gon' tell me what the mood is
Whatever God sent me here for, you know I'ma do it
Yea, Ready or not, here I come
Baby, you know you can't hide all day
They cannot fuck me up, I'm in a flow state
Only God determines when my light goes away



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Writer(s): J F
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