Closer Songtext
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This flow deserve a Kevin Liles
The shit can't help but touch you like a pedophile
My people said I stressed 'em out, so I left the house
Now I'm running the streets with some Detroit players
Running laps around you niggas, I'm on my 7th mile
A special child with some things I need to reconcile
Cidel Young, got my rap name from sellin' loud
'Cause Cyhi got a ring to it like a wedding vow
I grew up stealin' money out my momma purse
Now I'm buying everything I promised her
The shit can't help but touch you like a pedophile
My people said I stressed 'em out, so I left the house
Now I'm running the streets with some Detroit players
Running laps around you niggas, I'm on my 7th mile
A special child with some things I need to reconcile
Cidel Young, got my rap name from sellin' loud
'Cause Cyhi got a ring to it like a wedding vow
I grew up stealin' money out my momma purse
Now I'm buying everything I promised her
She don't want nothing else on this Earth but see her son in church
But just the night before, we was robbin' and runnin' work
Bought a onion first, sold nothing more than a hundred worth
But wear [da under, under the undershirt?]
Had money on my head
Some niggas wanna' murk
I used to rub my tummy like my stomach hurt
'Cause I hate the place I'm in, I don't feel safe with friends
My life is too stressful to bring a baby in
If you not 'bout the mission, can't be my lady then
Relationships can get kinda Rocky, my Adrian
Especially when it's your night at the Apollo
Huh, I might Basquiat the Picasso
Talkin' to Pablo, face-timing from Croatia
He said, "Cyhi be patient, you know your time is getting..."
Closer, well, well
To all my brother it ain't too late to come together
But just the night before, we was robbin' and runnin' work
Bought a onion first, sold nothing more than a hundred worth
But wear [da under, under the undershirt?]
Had money on my head
Some niggas wanna' murk
I used to rub my tummy like my stomach hurt
'Cause I hate the place I'm in, I don't feel safe with friends
My life is too stressful to bring a baby in
If you not 'bout the mission, can't be my lady then
Relationships can get kinda Rocky, my Adrian
Especially when it's your night at the Apollo
Huh, I might Basquiat the Picasso
Talkin' to Pablo, face-timing from Croatia
He said, "Cyhi be patient, you know your time is getting..."
Closer, well, well
To all my brother it ain't too late to come together
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