Robert Glasper, Mick Jenkins - Let Me In lyrics
[Robert Glasper, Mick Jenkins - Let Me In lyrics]
Lifted expectations at my lowest points (uh)
Bonding shit don't have enough
To roll a joint, I roll the dice
Coming out the closet he no poltergeist
Definitely problematic
They say real niggas multiply
Huh, fake niggas fuck like rabbit's
Twenty-one days that's a fucking habit
Break-fast, like shit coming heavy
Like the steak fries
Glue the pedal to the floor
Cut the break lines
Fuck the medals in the war
It's for a breakbeat
Small circle so we all can hit a beatbox (Uh)
All the memories is keepsakes
Uh, s tand for serving love for pete sakes
Return it (Uh)
Don't even know what I mean when
I tell my niggas be safe
Lifted expectations at my lowest points
One hitter quit it I don't have
Enough to roll a joint (Call my plug)
I got on my (Call my plug)
Bonding shit don't have enough
To roll a joint, I roll the dice
Coming out the closet he no poltergeist
Definitely problematic
They say real niggas multiply
Huh, fake niggas fuck like rabbit's
Twenty-one days that's a fucking habit
Break-fast, like shit coming heavy
Like the steak fries
Glue the pedal to the floor
Cut the break lines
Fuck the medals in the war
It's for a breakbeat
Small circle so we all can hit a beatbox (Uh)
All the memories is keepsakes
Uh, s tand for serving love for pete sakes
Return it (Uh)
Don't even know what I mean when
I tell my niggas be safe
Lifted expectations at my lowest points
One hitter quit it I don't have
Enough to roll a joint (Call my plug)
I got on my (Call my plug)
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