Felly - Delta d**hbus To Zion lyrics

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Felly - Delta d**hbus To Zion lyrics

[Intro:] New Flavors Ain't got time to grow up Feel like I'm working for nobody bruh (fill a mof**a up) Old sh** Yeah uh but But aye But uh still Fortune fortune Will uh yeah uh [Verse 1: Felly] Fortunately, fortunately connected I done got gym plugs down a couple exits I could rock the stamp out make it look s**ist Heard another friend out know that life precious Thinking that my mind f**ed up, still, I flex it Leave it to the universe and people get me Baby boy blue jean pull up in the Guess fit We don't need pesos open up them legs b**h Far from your regular, my pops blessed me Walking up them stepping stones up to heaven 8 months of unopened mail on the dresser Ain't seen the sun I been pale it's my last semester Jerry thinking that the demons got me Heard him speaking 'bout me, think I need the audi If you wanna know how I feel about it Know the feeling sour cause I feel the power Far from your regular, something about something about secular You ain't really got the gas, if you stash love I f**ing with her till she pregnant And sometimes I wanna see it like Kendrick Lammar I just think god is someone been in charge Cause I can never stay the whole seminar Tryna pull myself to get it once more I ain't got time to grow up I ain't got time to toy 'em My momma from Detroit I ain't such a little boy I got all the squad employed Like thank you very much for showing up Imma get back to blowing up Doing dope sh** and pose it up With a new b**h from photoshop Open up heavens gates we pulling up, you know what's up [Hook] I ain't got time to grow up I ain't got time to toy 'em My momma from Detroit I ain't such a little boy I got all the squad employed Like thank you very much for showing up Imma get back to blowing up Doing dope sh** [Verse 2: Peter Sun] n***as always talking about nothing Shut the f** up or you might learn something Spend my last dollar on a forty got it buzzin Probably be live when I step up to the function This was hard work I ain't never get lucky, trust me Now this bad hoes wanna touch me, love me Scummy all these n***as made broke look s**y Probably planning a sabotage if they catch me I might pull up with a stick like Crosby sh** we still drink to swell kidneys Don't tempt me this clip it's not empy Since he went down we done switch ten speeds uh That rent sh**, I evolved I grew ten knees But everybody gotta want what they think they need And they ain't never touch a stone, on the bill Me and Fel, only thing we relate to is real Shake that a** huh [Hook] I ain't got time to grow up I ain't got time to toy 'em My momma from Detroit I ain't such a little boy Still tryna fill the void Like thank you very much for showing up Imma get back to blowing up