RoseGod - TENSION (feat. J Pharaoh)

RoseGod and J Pharaoh
Hey, hey
Seek out the best what I got in my...destiny
Seek out the best what I got in my dreams
It be feeling my destiny
Get on my nerves while they do the extreme
It be feeling like a test on me
Make me think deep cause I wasn't thinking
It be feeling like a check to me
I got Nike from my head to feet
I just be flexing subtly
It just feels right but it's not that deep
I follow my own lead, I'm not no sheep
Drop dead if you only want a piece
God damned, if I ever let em' eat
Fake friends make for better enemies
Intense, and there's more heat than degrees
I guess tension really could increase
My best to whoever getting beat
Kamikaze got me running suicides
But I guess this is how it be when you moving do or die
Gemini, two lives trying to touch my other side
How you balling, you been losing at the Y
Pick a side and decide where you playing
007, we got Brown and Tatum
Don't know Satan can say that I hate him
But I like her shorty, look like a painting
I got two bottles and a little bit of chronic
Drinks on me and I roll you something shawty
Tiros pa' que estemos
Envuelto en el momento
Tengamos un enruedo
Defense gon' be gone, you be worried of shit
Baby please don't be worried of this
Let me in and I'll show you what love is
I can make you say
Before I make you be honest
I don't want no baby moms due, so I gotta be cautious
She be screaming every vowel like I'm teaching phonics
Y'all laugh but this shit ain't out no comic
So bad, she be sound so demonic
Slide through my room
I hope you tryna match with mine too
That type of shit is rare
I like my shorty fair
I wouldn't wanna share her
Ayy
I've been debating but you stay flaking
And sending mixed messages with no translation
She bilingual, French kissing, speak Anglo-Saxon
I can taste the accent, passive action
I just let it happen, she ride it slow
She getting traction, I got my goal
I ain't into passing
These other hoes are absent, they got subtracted
Throw it back, yeah she know what I'm used to
Make her dance ballerina with a tutu, bitch
She go bizarre like Joe Star
Think I'ma get her a switch or some go-yard
Don Omar, I just sang with my whole heart
Can't read my signs but you can read a costar
Waste my time, I'ma leave you a postcard
Ain't getting cuffed like I go to the courtyard

Written by:
Christian Rosa, Joao-Paulo Ferreira

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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