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eluzai - fiddy fiddy lyrics

intro:
yo, am i doing too much?
am i doing too little?
that’s me pretending to be the voice in my head
but on a real note yo
what’s progress to you?

verse 1:
do i get discouraged or encouraged?
hard to say
yesterday got a call from one of my boys
said his girl was raising her voice
and thus h-ll
toying with his heart
on that mattel
fell into a fit of frustration
she said he isn’t where he needs to be at
how do you react?
like
boy’s a fresh graduate, at his wits end
slow down, told him deep breathes friend
that don’t work on him though, any who
patience seems to be the payment due
who would’ve thunk it? (huh)
and that ain’t a cup of tea thing, no
that a crumpet, gotta love it
pair it with everything. (you corny!)
in the end
i know he wants to give her the ring but
frodos tend to get loco
gas you up like sunoco
maybe she mean well, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know
i don’t know, i don’t know

chorus:
and that’s just how it goes
and sometimes the hardest thing to say
is “i don’t know”
and every time i lose my patience
i think congratulations
is on it’s way (on it’s way)
so i’ll be o.k

verse 2:
do i get discouraged or encouraged?
hard to tell, fell, into a pit of frustration
i’m, surrounded by funky slavs and funky haitians
making jams, and then, here i am
with no spread, and no bread, and no-
ah i’m complaining
been taming this beast for weeks
weeks turn to months and
i’m tryna convince myself not to turn to blunts
hop over these thoughts of double-dutching
ain’t that something?
later this fly dame told me something
we’ve been talking for a minute and
she decided to lend a hand
said she never met a man quite like me
god fearing, and driven, plus a cutie (woah)
maybe, my head sp-ce needs a welcome mat
and maybe, i should stop going to h-ll and back
maybe inspiration is just a muscle
so if lord says flex, i’ma pop my belt buckles

and that’s just how it goes
(how it goes huh)
and sometimes the hardest thing to say
is “i don’t know”
(i don’t know, i don’t know, i don’t know aye)
and every time i lose my patience
i think congratulations
is on it’s way (on it’s way)
(it’s on its way right?)
so i’ll be o.k
(a.o.k)

and now for something completely different

verse 3:
dear doubt, whatcha messing with?
kinda getting sick of your prejudice
you’re my nemesis
eyeing me since the genesis
gimme a break you snake
i’m not new to this
every time i get traction, you want me to
contract a bad reaction
leave no satisfaction
then maybe a vague instagram
quote with no caption
and a bad string of actions
chill chuvak
holy heavens batman, i’m heated in heaps!
it’s this kind of stuff that makes a brother feel
weak for weeks and weeks and weeks and weeks and weeks
talk is cheap? don’t you know my lines are getting golden?
(fades out)

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