Lyrics

Who ever knew…
In that peacoat broadway,
The vibes heavy…
Who ever knew…

Here today gone tomorrow, ya one & done
One of one,
None before it, and none to come.
Reminiscing looking back,
I’m like what ah run.
Still poised champagne flow like Illinois..
When you focus on life,
You gotta mute the noise.
For the deaf, that’s blind to every frequency.
These wave lengths coded in colours.
Without the saturation.
It’s ah photo finish.
Baby girl got bad intentions.
Communication rated R,
That’s ya publication.
A lil effort goes a long way
With detection.
Approximation, so timely
Over first flights.
Gotta curve the stage fright.
Who ever knew…
Kitchen sinks get thrown I see ya desperation.
Cruise slow… music low,
No hesitation.

The Vibe heavy. Release levies.
Just let flow,
Ultra violet,
Her aura is pure indigo….
Who ever knew
Put up ah glass
To real ones, that had ah clue..
This celebration in caps
I feel the motivation.
When you try/ you collapse.
And that’s a fallen station.

Let em have it, it’s automatic.
You so dramatic.
Mello on the track..
So conveniently we’re back.
Stacy so gracious.
With flavour, it’s never tasteless….
The silhouette so wavy
She curvaceous.
You talking patience
While I’m visioning domination.
Got to lift it with ah Dolly.
And haul it, with ah trolley.
She’s fat backed..Claps back..
She got that snatch pack
Baby’s like ah sold out crowd.
How you match that..
The ovation, for sensation.
That bumper scrapping.
More to life,
What justifies.
They caught in lies..
Fabrication, is stretched out.
You meth out…
The Memory don’t recall,
You get left out.
I’m telling you we’re having ah ball.
The way we stepped out.

The Vibe heavy. Release levies.
Just let flow,
Ultra violet,
Her aura is pure indigo….
Who ever knew
Put up ah glass
To real ones, that had ah clue..
This celebration in caps
I feel the motivation.
When you try/ you collapse.
And that’s a fallen station.

Salavi.. especially with mona me.
Mi- amor for sure
When she come through the door.
Keep it cut real low like she was Demi Moore
Vindictive, for revenge. She keep a hit list.
Just like ah litmus. She engulfed in eucalyptus, calypso…
Her Caribbean vibe could steal the moon,
That’s over ya head, less you bring that
Back from the dead.
Medusa with the stare,
rapunzel with the hair..
Diana Ross the glare is so rare.
Dorothy Dandridge, with vanity,
Apollonian…crystalized.
The feeling unsynthesised
What a thought could spur,
And start revolution.
The evolution is here it’s not standby
I’m such grand guy,
They echo in all their phrases.
We top notch, on yachts and straight shots.
I’m just me on a yachts, in the clouds…
What obvious, no need to say it loud.
Take a look it’s the vision between my brows. Far sight, baby with strobe lights,
On cold nights, Michiganian
With gators in all flavors.
Fresh kicks, gravy with biscuits,
Gotta make ah call all the games
Have been fixed.