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pell - lately lyrics

you know we’ve been waiting
but we might get impatient
so don’t play us

tell us where you been at lately
you know we’ve been waiting
but we might get impatient
so don’t play us
tell us where you been at lately
oh, wow, wow, oh

play this for my homies back home that remember me
run my thoughts on track,
’cause it’s time to jog they memory
before ’em don’t be scared of me
we about to miss that cattle steamed
to roam in strong fidelity
so i can belt these melodies

play this for my homies back home that remember me
run my thoughts on track,
’cause it’s time to jog they memory
i know i’m forgetful, but i can’t forget you
i, i was living crooked no castle
dream, no hustle
spending more than tight souls
in a cycle so shallow
recording by the shed
on my never hear true backflow
jazzy know the rascal
the rap game satchmo
oooh they call me nice on records
but real life -sshole

’til i wrote the rap cold
and slapped it with some shackles
get it serviced, find some wifi
even though i’m bashful
tabasco, might be the hottest you’ve ever seen
tobacco, know they addicted dat nicotine
don’t bash folks
only show love, so they feel it
i’m selling tickets, my witness logs flights
to show i get it

out to vancouver, i’m swimming something like cuba
hit la later that evening, reminded of why i do this
homie’s background away, inspired by all the music
i’m praying on top the song, for proof that we all grew up
everyday
and that ain’t gonna go away
i know this for the shade
i know this for the shade

so i’m spitting that hope sh-t, hope that you stay focused
hope you got a job now and
hope you ain’t hopeless
hope you feel hopeful
and hope that you are chosen
hope i see results so i can stop hoping
hope your girl ain’t pregnant, unless it be my godson
hope your deals be handmade and all my n-gg-s got one

they don’t need to sign just remind us
when we come to bust this game up so hard
that they play our re-runs
they play our bloopers ’cause everything’s golden
the journey’s forever, just know that you got one
vibe like it’s high school
pop using shaka
reminisce days when i cared ’bout a condom
i call it love now, they called me concious

i call ’em groupies, unless they unfollow
call you manana unless i’m on tightrope
maintaining my balance until there’s an encore

oh, wow, oh, oh, wow, oh
oh, wow, oh, oh, wow, oh
oh, wow, oh, oh, wow, oh
oh, wow, oh, oh, wow, oh
oh, wow, oh, oh, wow, oh

- pell lyrics

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