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Kweku Collins

International Business Trip

 

International Business Trip

(album: Grey - 2017)


Only ice left

Pushing in that foreign, I'm the foreigner
I feel foreign, 4 AM and four more than Lila
I got more than light, it's way more to see
Feel more to all this earth than the dirt to me
Dirty motherfucker, are you with me?
Same white tee from the last time I hit it, ayy
By natural design I'm in Miami
Out London mobbing with that hand-me-down fabric, ayy

Back in the zone, my timezone
Need some time
Where's my phone? let me call these London Bridges
Locking the door, we taking the plane
This your captain, ayy ayy, this your captain Ahab
This your Cujo brother boy, I don't even text back
That's me on some other shit, things I'm not the best at
I'm just a twenty some', thinking 'bout my early years
Thinking how two years ago I couldn't buy a twenty sack
But niggas in Paris, prophecy fulfillments, say I don't be moving around
I only need one in an ocean of flexing, my weight came better than pounds
Getting international fists off, my big nigga rocking ascot
My light-skinned constituents in the hotel with they glasses on like ayy, ayy

SOSOSOS, I'm faded (nigga been lost?)
SOSOSOS, I'm faded (never)
SLS how I been skating, what the fuck can they say?
Feel like they ain't got no shit to say
(I'm on the move again)

Pushing in that foreign, I'm the foreigner
I feel foreign, 4 AM and four more than Lila
I got more than light, it's way more to see
Feel more to all this earth than the dirt to me
Dirty motherfucker, are you with me?
Same white tee from the last time I hit it, ayy
By natural design I'm in Miami
Out London mobbing with that hand-me-down fabric, ayy

And ain't nothing glow like a lightskin in love
SOSOS the rule

Out of the zone, out of control
Ain't no time
Fuck it though, that's the nature of the business
At the table, got to talking
What you got to say say?
Talking 'bout some melee
Talking 'bout some other shit
If we make it, ayy ayy
I'ma push it to the floor
I'ma make it say ayy
Wait though, where you finna go mister youngin, ayy
Straight ghost, try to make it go where you want it
As you wait for the train to take you home for the flight
Take that metal for the meter, you ain't never over life
Cause the homies that don't smoke smoke to this
And I really pop bottles
But while I'm out here I'm with it
Goddamn I'm in it, out here I'm wyling, ayy, ayy

SOSOSOS, I'm faded (I think we lost 'em)
SOSOSOS, I'm faded (yeah right)
SLS how I been skating, what the fuck can they say?
Feel like they ain't got no shit to say

Pushing in that foreign, I'm the foreigner
I feel foreign, 4 AM and four more than Lila
I got more than light, it's way more to see
Feel more to all this earth than the dirt to me
Dirty motherfucker, are you with me?
Same white tee from the last time I hit it, ayy
By natural design I'm in Miami
Out London mobbing with that hand-me-down fabric, ayy

Yeah it feels like we walk the world
A calm for my restless heart
Yeah it feels like another world
Feels like things are moving up
Yeah it feels like we walk the world
A calm for my restless heart
Yeah it feels like another world
Feels like the time to spark
One

Pushing in that foreign, I'm the foreigner
I feel foreign, 4 AM and four more than Lila
I got more than light, it's way more to see
Feel more to all this earth than the dirt to me
Dirty motherfucker, are you with me?
Same white tee from the last time I hit it, ayy
By natural design I'm in Miami
Out London mobbing with that hand-me-down fabric, ayy

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