Yon song by Deem Spencer from Primary Album Adultsw-m. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Pop music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Yon Meaning
| [[Chorus] Feeling surreal A little angel came and told me her feelings are real A little baby face on her, very hazy, fate saw me Couldn’t wait to make something for, yeah Feeling surreal A little angel came and told me her feelings are real A little baby face on her, very hazy, fate saw me Couldn’t wait to make something for her [Verse 1] Ain’t going nothing how niggas planned in 2011 I was in tenth grade with Samantha Lucifer, one of the best chess players I had to loosen up, was just her yeasayer and dancer Due to tough luck, at best, playing the back Per usual, our set upset they in the benches And I accept my best fails I bet ’em all against all y’all best sales advances But then why was I frustrated? I know a few hating on me, I must say it And I ain’t making nothing up, I was just paying attention A slew of fake and phony pop-ups later, I said somethin’ Shit be weighing on me like I knew the way it was going, but I wouldn’t say it ’cause that’s just A part of growing up, I wish stay in the past But it’s not the way it go, can’t look away when it happens But now I’m up praying to ancestors And now I’m updating the answers And now I’m up, they in DM requests Just talking ’bout how up me and the fam gettin , [Chorus] And it’s feeling surreal A little angel came and told me her feelings are real A little baby face on her, very hazy, fate saw me Couldn’t wait to make something for her Feeling surreal A little angel came and told me her feelings are real A little baby face on her, very hazy, fate saw me Couldn’t wait to make something for [Verse 2] A mind is a terrible thing to forget I get reminded of everything, I get Vivid images etched into my memory and my flesh Under the lift, she over-under me in the bet My love questioning my very being again She want gifts, all of the luxury of the business She wanna live with the celebrity and the rich I wouldn’t wish that on my enemy, I’m a bit different Niggas inside, they telling me I’m legit Playing tricks, tryin’ stay ahead of me on the list Me getting whooshed down the river mean I’m a fish Me letting it slide again would mean I’m a bitch We get it, this town ain’t never even a question Well, isn’t it pot the kettle steaming against? We letting it sound incredibly interesting I seen the messages I couldn’t be any less different if I tested it My legacy a success I wanna live, die, and never be here again I’m gonna live, die, and never see her again That’s why I beg God, I’m beg pleading on bended knee In the end that I’ll somehow be in best A fucking legend, the gun powdy in the vest I want some head and some kung pao , [Chorus] And it’s feeling surreal A little angel came and told me her feelings are real A little baby face on her, very hazy, fate saw me Couldn’t wait to make something for her Feeling surreal A little angel came and told me her feelings are real A little baby face on her, very hazy, fate saw me Couldn’t wait to make something for her] |
