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Telepathy

 

Telepathy

(album: JP4 - 2020)


My problem is I be stuck in my feels
Don't look at me like that
Easy, you turn me on
My friends say I'm just a wreck when I'm in love
Don't mess with me like that, I'm ready to clean up
No more drunk sex in your Porsche
I'm my own snack
Why you brought me to the store?
You wanna buy me
What it is you think I want?
He purchasing the sun, the moon, the stars

I wish telepathy hit harder
The way I feel, words be fucking it all up
Never been much of a big talker
I do wish a nigga would twist it all up

My problem is I love a good mindfuck
When you call me, you calm my amygdala
My friends say I need to learn to get rid of
Them niggas want they cake, wanna eat it with pizza
I know maybe two bitches on the side, but me Lisa
I'm never swtiching up, you knew from jump I don't need ya
I'm always on some new shit, but make it feel familiar
Don't look at me like that, I'll throw this ass, I'm feeling ya

I wish telepathy hit harder
The way I feel, words be fucking it all up
Never been much of a big talker
I do wish a nigga would twist it all up
I wish telepathy hit harder
The way I feel, words be fucking it all up
Never been much of a big talker
I do wish a nigga would twist it all up

My problem is I be imagining some things
I rather escape reality it's ravishing within
Straddling the masculine, joyriding the stallion
My jewelry, my boobies, the way they jangling
And this coochie a gold mine, the way you can't get in
My ooch wally had you wilding full time, no benefits
If a nigga say I liked him for real, he stretching it
The difference between me and you, I never miss

I wish telepathy hit harder
The way I feel, words be fucking it all up
Never been much of a big talker
I do wish a nigga would twist it all up
I wish telepathy hit harder
The way I feel, words be fucking it all up
Never been much of a big talker
I do wish a nigga would twist it all up

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