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Wale

Empty Wishing Well

 

Empty Wishing Well

(album: The Imperfect Storm - 2020)


[Eric Bellinger (Wale):]
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh, oh
Popping bottles, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, oh
(Keep that, keep that)

Time will only tell and the times ain't doing too much
(That's what I'm talking, perfect right there)
Time will only tell if it's real or if it's not
We'll be feeling like we out of space, space
'Til we feeling like we probably need space
Time will only tell
Empty wishing well
Oh, oh-oh

[Wale:]
Where do we go? We never been here before
We was just chilling before
We didn't know, we wasn't really a thing
We were pretending before
We were just talking but never impose
We were just fucking but never that close
That only set when he set on the loose
You got me open when everything closed
Can't trust the news, nah fuck that
Can't trust you, not just yet
Got work to do but she a shotdown
Who's stuck with ho? Who slip out?
Who talk to who? And who don't ask?
In a month or two, you'll probably want that
And the one you want, when you not with me
I'ma follow you with no callback

[Eric Bellinger (Wale):]
Time will only tell and the times ain't doing too much
(That's what I'm talking, perfect right there)
Time will only tell if it's real or if it's not
We'll be feeling like we out of space, space
'Til we feeling like we probably need space
Time will only tell
Empty wishing well
Oh, oh-oh

[Wale:]
When the Postmate hit five K
Watching MJ on Sundays
Lil' bae gon' watch your shit
Insecure but I see the same thing
On God, I ain't checking your phone
On God, I be checking my bank
On God, I don't care what you know
These times test my faith
At these times, check up my friends
Check up my mother, then check up my checks
Check up my studio, check up my flow
Check it all, I am still better than them
Music get living, the business is dead
Swizz and Timbo been taking it there
Me versus her's inevitable
She live in my house, I live in my head

[Eric Bellinger (Wale):]
Time will only tell and the times ain't doing too much
(That's what I'm talking, perfect right there)
Time will only tell if it's real or if it's not
We'll be feeling like we out of space, space
'Til we feeling like we probably need space
Time will only tell
Empty wishing well
Oh, oh-oh

[Wale:]
Look
Can't trust the news, nah fuck that (No)
Can't trust you, not just yet (Not yet)
No work to do, she'll shutdown
She open back, we gon' go back
Who close up? Who attached?
Who gon' answer? Who gon' tax?
Who going outside and who coming back?
Shit we both don't know 'cause we both black
Shit
We matter, we matter
Hit me, I got that

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