Bilal Abbey & Yorel Tifsim - Social (feat. Clara Kent)

This is for my indigos
On the wall in they pose
Staying low
Inhale the weed
Exhale the smoke
Never know when you gotta move through the crowd
Came to get lit
But not too wild
Wow
She twerkin with no panties on
We all got our crystals on
I ain't worried this ya song
Like get it Qi
Like get it Shae
Like get it Bri
Like get it Quay
Bounce baby
I got more to the ounce
The energy to thick can’t settle down
I love my space
And time to create
Tends to escape
No room on the plate
These niggas want dates
But can't bear the weight
Don't take it personal I'm manifesting my dreams
But I don't sleep
Too woke to be fake
Matter facts I'm about to leave
Got no time to waste
I got a project at the crib that’s calling my name
A painting at the crib that calling my name
A hobby at the crib that's calling my name
I just wanna relax am I lame
Chill out
Everybody hitting me to come out
But I just wanna
Chill and build
Am I old or am I real
I don't know
This is for my indigos
With they introverted pose
Painting on they own clothes
Dreaming of rocking shows
Spit ya flow
nigga
Get ya dough
Nigga
Fuck ya fears
Fuck em
Accept your glow
Yes your exceptional aye
Yes we finessing em aye
Bilal be blessing em aye
With all the words he’ll say
To get us one our way
To a dimensional plane
Let the remedy enter your brain
I got a project at the crib that’s calling my name
A painting at the crib that calling my name
A hobby at the crib that's calling my name
I just wanna relax am I lame
Chill out
Everybody hitting me to come out
But I just wanna
Chill and build
Am I old or am I real
I don't know

Written by:
Alexandria Reed, Bilal Abbey

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