Текст песни Trips - Nelson Navarro

Wicked toons, you know what I'm saying

I'm taking time, taking time
Let me know if you're mine
I'm taking time, taking time
Want to know if you're mine
I'm taking time, taking time
Taking time, taking time
I'm taking time, taking time
Taking time, taking time
I'm taking time

I'm taking time away
It's time to hide away
I'm takin trips today
Will you come with me?
Take your time with me?
Hold my hand baby
I've got a map and no plan
I'm trying to keep that vision in my Saturn
What I need
Don't got no sidearms, week at the knees
I'm trying to make it
I'm trying to go
I need vacation
I'm the goat and I still feel like I've been
Waiting, too long
Hold on, need some
Validation, I don't want no
Criticism baby I get enough of that when I get home
If I'm being honest I want you to take me out my zone
I'm seeing us lounging on a Dominica beach
You and me, you're my freak
Know what I've been on
I'm seeing us lounging on bright white beach (Dominica)
You and me, you're my freak
And we're going strong

I think you could tire me out baby
Take my hand, uh
Tire me out baby, just take my hand
I think you could tire me out baby
Just take my hand
You could tire me out baby, just take my hand
I think you could tire me out baby
Take my hand, uh
Tire me out baby, just take my hand
I think you could tire me out baby
Just take my hand
You could tire me out baby, just take my hand
I got a lot of patience (patience)
I'm just taking my time and I said fuck a payslip (fuck it)
Uh, yeah
Trying to find my way through the glass, through the glass
Through the glass and the ceilings yeah
Trying to find my way to the class, to the class
To the class through the speakers yeah
Trying to find my way to the class, to the class
To the class through the speakers yeah

Won't you go now, now, now, now, now
Said don't you go now, now, now, now

And I got a lot on my plate
Babe you fake that's why you hate
Uh
Fuck it I'm smoking an eighth
Shit, wait
Need to paint
There's a lot on my plate
Ey ey, baby
I got a lot on my plate
And I'm biking always
Yeah I'm biking always
If you don't know where I stay, uh
Either come round to the crib
Or shut the fuck up and get paid
I feel no way
Feelin no way, uh
Hit this shit today, uh
Hit this shit today, uh
Hit this shit today, yeah
Please come make your case
We don't feel no way
Ain't no smoke round here (nah)
You crazy, let's play
Take this shit from me (oh oh)
Take this shit from me (oh oh)
On Sunday like Chick-fil-A
I won't play like Robert Haye, yeah yeah
Please take me away, yeah yeah
Might be lonely that's okay, yeah yeah
I believe you'll find a way
Harmonise with me, yeah