m. saafir kick it şarkı sözleri

Aye Can I kick it (Yes you can) Can you kick it (Yes you can) Can we kick it (Yes you can) Can she kick it (Yes you can) Can they kick it (Yes you can) Can he kick it (Yes you can) Uhhh I'm trying to kick it on Some old school Tryna really get to know you 20 years plus I've been on earth And I've had many battles I've seen so many take the fall It's like we moving backwards Society has fallen victim to Its own attraction The only God he knows his money Stuff that in the mattress Oh, so lavish, this cabbage got Women in Paris, cause they body The rarest oh The fairest never jealous overzealous So compelling, she be selling dreams To IG feigns on them Apple screens She say treat her like a queen But I see beneath them jeans, jeans My intention is to truly ask you What that means, means Because hell yeah I like it Hell yeah I'm a get excited Hell yeah I'm a screenshot it Hell yeah I'm a hit you in your DM's And tell you, you Poppin Of course we got options The world is our fortress we're Made to explore it Did you know that you're gorgeous Hook Can I kick it (Yes you can) Can you kick it (Yes you can) Can we kick it (Yes you can) Can she kick it (Yes you can) Can they kick it (Yes you can) Can he kick it (Yes you can) Uhhh I'm trying to kick it on Some old school Tryna really get to know you Yeah This second verse It took some time Had to sit back relax my mind Because our lives are inner twined Roll up a blunt pour out some wine Open your mind released these Vibe from 95 Cops still shooting, society polluting Where the music? Wearing our nooses, shining like glitter Hot as the winter, cold as the summer This weather is bogus we losing focus Phones keep us going can't remember A number for nothing. We wouldn't last if they took em Probably come blast if you looking too hard Scared little girl, not prepared for the world Stray shots, the head of a boy Getting popped for a toy Not in shock, I seem too much The news desensitize my third eye All I see is outlines, ripple effects of white minds. God, what is this place I'm not familiar what are their ways Everyone's a slave driven to graves Throwing their soul away for minimum pay Moving too fast don't got a place to stay Living in cars, roommates for sure Rent is too high, food is too high, gas too high Ass is too high, Racism high, depression is high, molesting is high Human traffickings why I smoke my blunts You see why? Gotta keep up with the times Even though frequency low, our hearts are low Eyes laying low, attention span low, low loyalty, happiness low Passion is low, vision is blurred, dreams on the curb This shit is absurd, this shit really hurts This shit for the birds Can I kick it (Yes you can) Can you kick it (Yes you can) Can we kick it (Yes you can) Can she kick it (Yes you can) Can they kick it (Yes you can) Can he kick it (Yes you can) Uhhh I'm trying to kick it on Some old school Tryna really get to know you Ohh, ohh Ohh, ohh Ohh, ohh Ohh, ohh
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