Shola - Cold Feet

First of all
How am I the one you choose
We bout to tie it
In a month or two
Shey you planning up
For something good
We can't go back to being misunderstood
I want our communication
Like commentators
If you want space
I won't be like an Agitator
And i think bout
If later you won't do me favors
When you don't
See my perspective like a co debater
When your motives are wack
When I'm getting off track
To tell the truth
You don't be holding it back
When you wan talk your own
Your mouth go dey open like Shark
And i don't know how long
Before i can adapt to
Being at your service
Living as your Pelvis
Think i got some few things
To rock your world like Elvis
I don't want a jerry springer show
I don't wanna ask bout Lizzie
Or be forced in place
I don't wanna go
And there's alot more to unfold
I hope life is gone be kind as we grow old
I said yes
Cause i didn't take you for a boozo
I'm scared baby
Don't you hate me
When i stumble
I'm scared baby
Don't you hate me
When i stumble
I don't hate it when you stumble
I do too
But girl really when you grumble
It's tough to calm you
You can tell from my intensions
I ain't tryna harm you there's things that i do consider
Like how about you
Try to remember more
Not just just birthdays or anniversaries
I'm talking efforts for
The way I entertain your gossips
Your ignorance to facts and worldserious topics
But na you dey light my life
Brighter than the tropics
Vision like Opticians
I got better Optics
I no do waste management
So i can't be toxic
Always stepping it up
Like Moose
I was ducking before you
But you not Chasing a goose
I know we both gone feel restricted
Abiding to these rules
If I'm sincere
We don't got nothing to prove
I stop to wonder
The type of father I'll be
Will i be patient with the sex
Or fall out with a text
Or will my insecurities reflect on all my kids
If I'm gone turn my back on you
When you i don't pleased
And your engagement
Aint the last time
I get on my knees
Yes your loving you is spiritual
Cause I'm kinda heal
You know you so Delectable
And i know that raw talk ain't acceptable
But listen
You my great escape
From this prison
Let's reason
Think about it too
Don't dismiss it
The other day
From talking with the homie
The conversation swayed
He wanted to know things
He overheard
And said
There's something we should notice
This is just our first phase
Of dealing with a cold-feet...
We been dealing with a Cold Feet

Written by:
George Omashola

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