BEXEY – Eternal Flow Lyrics | 2019

Lyrics Eternal Flow – BEXEY

I might never go home again
See it all through my eyes, I don’t know pretend
Until, life killed me I was a older kid
Then the devil up on my shoulder controlled all this

And turned me to a young man
Untie the noose boy go have some fun
And getting up on my feet
And I’m coming up out of the Dungeon
Dancing in hell b**ch I’ve even got a sun tan

Sippin’ Margarita with my feet up
Glass half full like the Cole Bennet Ted Talk
Less is more so there’s less talk
Travel to the next floor
In the elevator with a red Supreme stress ball

Sentimental, I set your mental
Up the levels don’t know how to settle
Leave a stack on the floor just to test you
Bless you, roll on to the next move

Why don’t they do what they say
Say what they mean
I feel like they snakes undercover
And they fake, could it be
I don’t feel a thing
You don’t know me
Don’t call me brother

Why don’t they do what they say
Say what they mean
I feel like they snakes undercover
And they fake, could it be
I don’t feel a thing
You don’t know me
Don’t call me brother

I been riding round
Head hanging out the sun roof
Middle finger to the clouds screaming f**k you
Pour it out the bottle sipping all on the Grey Goose
Sweetest taboo, this Sade smooth

Up in my brain, ain’t no game
Drip the propane on that flame
I’m a soul taker say no names
I don’t think she belong to you my friend

I’mma take your soul up in the moonlight yeah
Take a acid tab to get her mood right yeah
I remember when you never knew my name
Yeah you treating me differently now I do my thing

Mmm yeah, you wanna know now
Eternal flow we can never go down
They question that i’m the magic
They wanna know how
Get that up out your business
B**ch I don’t .. roll out

Why don’t they do what they say
Say what they mean
I feel like they snakes undercover
And they fake, could it be
I don’t feel a thing
You don’t know me
Don’t call me brother

Why don’t they do what they say
Say what they mean
I feel like they snakes undercover
And they fake, could it be
I don’t feel a thing
You don’t know me
Don’t call me brother…

➤ Written by BEXEY
Produced by WIZE
BEXEY | 2019

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