Lyrics Elevate - Laycon
Yeah
It′s
corny
sir
(ahh
echo)
(Any
given
monday)
Jiggy
jiggy
heavy
heavy
All
eyes
on
me
simply
cause
i
told
em
look
boy
Am
past
the
past
am
the
one
you
call
the
future,
If
this
is
music
then
the
Angel's
need
a
feature
.
I
hope
you
listening
Raphael
Man
i
set
fire
to
the
rain
like
Adele
You
don′t
believe
me?
Tell
me
why
the
weather
hot?
I
assassin
walk
around
with
dagrin
hoody
Jaybiggy
hey
biggy
even
this
is
why
i
stay
busy
Then
fuck
around
I'm
The
type
of
guy
who
hate
pussy
fat
pussies
killing
anybody
men
I
earn
body
myself
I'm
God
and
i
earned
it
while
i
drop
bodies
Talk
about
bodies
gotta
be
sexy
Talk
about
booties
gotta
be
biggy
(for
real)
Ya′ll
think
smalls
I
think
Kemmy
If
she
got
a
bom
body
I′m
been
learn
This
is
woke
season
God's
season
While
you
talking
beef,
jesus
multiply
fishes
Never
come
clean
then
you
know
I′m
riding
detty
Am
always
number
one
and
i
ain't
never
been
a
goalie
Crazy
ya?
Okay
ya′ll
get
defensive
when
you
breaking
back
Attack
attack
This
isn't
dope?
Then
why
you
breaking
back?
The
way
i
run
my
race
got
this
people
running
mad
I′m
bad,
I'm
mad,
I'm
sad
And
am
a
son
without
a
dad
And
my
goals
rolling
keeps
dropping
bus
from
heaven
Numbers
never
perfect
but
am
lucky
number
seven
Never
gon′
stop
so
somebody′s
gonna
tell'm
I′ve
got
music
in
my
GINs
like
the
button
on
my
denim
Hey!!
Echo!!
Hey!!
(any
given
monday)
Music
for
your
body
Ouuhh
(END)!!
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