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Nick Brewer

4th Quarter

 

4th Quarter

(album: Sidelines - 2018)


Yeah, I really want to talk to her
Slide in the DM's like it's sport, you know
I just said hi, she must have seen the blue tick and replied
I guess that I'm fortunate
Shoot my shot anywhere from the floor
And what?
Fourth quarter with the Jordan shot
You man bricked, built a war you lost
I celebrate with the awkward 'bot
Man I bought, bought, bought
She asked what I do, I said a lot, lot, lot
"How about you?" I saw dot, dot, dot
Then it disappeared?
Guess I flop, flop, flopped
Ah it's all mad, mad, mad
Missed a free throw that I had, that's sad
Shoulda been cool, got gassed and ah
Same Nick with the same black [?]

I think of all the words and things I wish I'd said and done
All eyes on me and I think I'm the only one
Trying to reel back all destruction rolling off my tongue
Can you keep my head up ah, and keep me moving on

But why'd I have to get cocky?
Took a L, don't let it get to your head, Bobby
Said I could be a triple double threat, probably
Why I still got my ex, ex, ex, ex, ex, ex on me?
Guess I'm good with it
I want a matte black whip with the wood finish
Yeah, I shoulda quit when I could, innit?
But anybody can get Drake, the Push did it
Whoa, that was a low blow
There's no holes in the flow let your bro know
I'm nothing like the ozone
This girl follow a man back
But she didn't even like one photo
Damn, still she threw man an alley-oop
Imma do what I do, gotta put it in the hoop
With the back door [?] get the [?] one, too
Mic check, let me check
I'm the man, one two

I think of all the words and things I wish I'd said and done
All eyes on me and I think I'm the only one
Trying to reel back all destruction rolling off my tongue
Can you keep my head up ah, and keep me moving on

And then the feeling fades away
And I'm feeling whole again
Still I remember it's just me and then it's
Gone

I think of all the words and things I wish I'd said and done
All eyes on me and I think I'm the only one
Trying to reel back all destruction rolling off my tongue
Can you keep my head up ah, and keep me moving on

Yo, I don't wanna waste your time
I'm really tryna hold it down
Wow, how did we get right here?
We're coming like lost and found
Yo, I don't wanna waste your time
I'm really tryna hold it down
Wow, how did we get right here?
We're coming like lost and found

done

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