Ishmael Barre - Intuition (prod. August XV)

Is you waiting
Is you waiting
I'm just following my heart (heart)
Got me feeling different type of ways
Uh
Hope my niggas never change
How you niggas claim you knew me
If you ain’t grew wit me, no way
I’ve been on this new wave
This new pace
No race (yeah)
Even if you ain’t want beef
We overruling for the steak
Yeah
To the top we’ll find a way
Yeah,
I ain’t running wit the fakes
Yeah
I been on a paper chase
Yeah
Practice running wit the greats
Yeah
Hollup lemme check the message
All my life I’m feeling blessed
So I ain’t in it for the blessings
Hope my lyrics teach a lesson
If by 2020 I ain’t rich
I’m rolling round with that stick
To catch you at an intersection
You was talking down on me
Yuh
Now you fucking with the kid
Yuh
Fucking for the dividends
I’ll catch you lacking in my ends
Uh
Got the hammer in my pants tucked
All black like a panther
I ain’t into playing games
And
I ain’t falling for your ways again
Ion know who to trust
I don’t know who’s watching
I don’t know who to call
I’m getting high like a rocket
And your body’s so amazing
And I’m so patient
Intuition got me feeling different type of ways
Ways
I been up in every kitchen cooking whipping up a different type of wave
Uh
You the one that stay the same
Uh
I’m the one who run the game
Uh
I really thought that I was feeling you and it was mutual
But you the one that got away
Uh
Green eyes, with a messy bun, got me feeling all the things you saying
Uh
I’m praying that you feel the same
Uh
I ain't saying I’m in love
But I’m feeling love for you baby
When you walk it drive me crazy
Modern loving in the 80’s
Hit it once then I’m Swazye
At the Sunday dinner I be feeling on the gravy
Hollup now I gotta change
Look myself up in the mirror
I ain’t happy what I seen
Meditation help me think
Cut off niggas cus they sliding all up in my lane
I could pull up on your main
Soon I’ll be on magazines
Too much capping in the masses
Aye
I be dashing for my passion
Aye
Always hated wearing glasses
Aye
But it helps me see descriptions
Lately I’ve been dreaming different
See it like vivid picture
Imma go ahead and capture it
Don’t call my phone
I’m focused on my own
Yeah, yeah
Can’t change my road
Musics in my bones
Yeah, yeah
Ion need no votes
I’m coming for my throne
You ain’t seen my toes
I’m 10 upon it
Imma end up on it
Wit a weapon on me
Imma treat yo body like a show
If you stepping on my roads
Ain’t no question I ain’t folding
Me and Tre we chosen
And Ion know who to trust
I don’t know who’s watching
I don’t know who to call
I’m getting high like a rocket
And your body’s so amazing
And I’m so patient
Intuition got me feeling different types of ways
Ways, ways, ways, ways, ways, ways, ways
Ways, ways, ways, ways, ways, ways, ways
Intuition got me feeling different types of ways

Written by:
Ishmael Barre

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