Accent Beats - Sunday Morning lyrics

[Hook] [Verse 1: Sllem] Don't cross that bridge until you come to it bu*terflies in my stomach, but don't give a f** for it Burn a bridge with a lighter, you know smoking k**s you I don't give a any damn about the guy who doesn't feels you Do you feel me? wanna see the real me homie? You saw me and don't you act like you don't know me I met a girl named Lucy, she's a sitting duck She's a b**h who doesn't give a f**, but she gives She smiles when she leaves, Autumn leaves Are falling from the trees, please don't freeze When i'm talking you, i'm just asking you Do you like me? cause i'm f**ing you I've been hell and back for you Lucy I'm just tryin' to duck out, cause you're ball and chain Lucy Don't cross that bridge until you come to it bu*terflies in my stomach, but don't give a f** for it [Hook] [Verse 2: Bato] Don't cross that bridge until you come to it bu*terflies in my stomach, but don't give a f** for it I'm at the club, getting alcohol, I'm drunk as f** And met a girl named Lucy, who's a sitting duck She's an old bat who's tryna act like a fox I'm feeling boxed in, cause I don't think outside the box She said "Let's hit the bottle" I said "What you want to drink?" She said "Bottle up your emotions, burn your pen and ink" You're not a social bu*terfly, you're just a f**ing fly I have an eagle eye, ask no questions, have no lie Here's my bucket list: want to buy 2Pacalypse Apocalypse in my dreams, don't wanna be missed I've been hell and back for you Lucy I'm just tryin' to duck out, cause you're ball and chain Lucy Don't cross that bridge until you come to it bu*terflies in my stomach, but don't give a f** for it [Hook]