Sometimes I can’t feel movement
But we moving
What’s the scale of , your improvement?
What’s the tale of , your success tho?
Is it hard work , was it dress code?

Wrong place right time and it worked out?
All the noise in the back seemed to turn loud?
My buttons being pressed
I used to undo hers and lay in the bed

Now that you laid in it
Gotta make it
To be or not to be naked
Minus the skin , I mean from within
Bear the wrong one your soul
You’re feeling stripped
My blackberry had all this empty engagement
Back when the random tings were my display pic
In certain ways it’s like
Nothing has changed since
My DM even to that
It’s just faces

(Yeah!)

Summertime ting
Call that the mattress spring
Unresolved feelings
Under the covers they hid
She said I’d move on but they’re not like him

But I’m not your mister
Just your hit up
Give her lower back
That’s the extent I’m involved in that

It’s not that I don’t care for you
You just can’t be knowing that

I won’t be the pillow talk tonight
If I speak my mind I’m caught in fire
Didn’t even realised that she rapped
I love how she spitting on the mic

Putting all my dirty thoughts aside

Your company’s valued
There’s shit that I tackle
We’re not gonna chat through
Cos that’s not our thing
I still appreciate you let me in
I seen your body and soul in a glimpse
We don’t forget
Because we leave our prints
We’ll never know if we’re here cos it’s natural or someone just cancelled last minute
Pick

(Bridge)

Sometimes I can’t feel movement
But we moving
What’s the scale of , your improvement?
What’s the tale of , your success tho?
Is it hard work , was it dress code?

Wrong place right time and it worked out?
All the noise in the back seemed to turn loud?
(My buttons being pressed)

(Chorus)

Sometimes I can’t feel movement
But we moving
What’s the scale of , your improvement?
What’s the tale of , your success tho?
Is it hard work , was it dress code?

Wrong place right time and it worked out?
All the noise in the back seemed to turn loud?
My buttons being pressed
I used to undo hers and lay in the bed

Now that you laid in it
Gotta make it
To be or not to be naked
Minus the skin , I mean from within
Bear the wrong one your soul
You’re feeling stripped
My blackberry had all this empty engagement
Back when the random tings were my display pic
In certain ways it’s like
Nothing has changed since
My DM even to that
It’s just faces