Grant Rust - Basement

Writing down the lyrics that'll boost
When the bass hits
Thinking bout the time
That I had a real basement
Love it when it slaps
And I can play it till the song gets stuck

In my head I feel like it
Has something to do with my late hits
Maybe it's a sign
That I should jam out to this often
I don't give a about the way you think I'm faking
Love

In my basement
In my basement of my mansion
I'll be writing bops until my hands can't lace it
Ain't no way, ain't no way there's a wasted night
In my, in my basement

In my basement there'll be no distractions
That'll take me from the love of music
I know I can take the isolation
Don't know who will collaborate
But I know we'll have fun

In my basement
In my basement of my mansion
I'll be writing bops until my hands can't lace it
Ain't no way, ain't no way there's a wasted night
In my, in my basement

In my basement
In my basement of my mansion
I'll be writing bops until my hands can't lace it
Ain't no way, ain't no way there's a wasted night
In my, in my basement

In my basement, there I'll finally face it
There ain't no reason I can finally make it
Finally make it, finally make it

In my basement
In my basement of my mansion
I'll be writing bops until my hands can't lace it
Ain't no way, ain't no way there's a wasted night
In my, in my basement

In my basement
In my basement of my mansion
I'll be writing bops until my hands can't lace it
Ain't no way, ain't no way there's a wasted night
In my, in my basement

Written by:
Grant Rust

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