words:

Here comes a thought that I had today
what if all the work and the time away
just Doesn’t work out and it’s all in vain?
are things ever gonna be the same?
why can’t I get back to normal?
Fuck it, we don’t even need to be formal
you know that that shit is adorable
jotting the notes in your digital journal
I just can’t even relax
I’m doing too much as a matter of fact (yuh)
crossing the line when the feelings attract
Admittedly it was just ways to distract
From all of the things that I’m thinking about 
I was thinking I had my head deep in the clouds
Thinking that I really needed to shout
Kept it lowkey like the key in the ground (yuh)
3 in the morning so why was I up?
Must be the coffee I pour in my cup 
Or maybe I’m grateful for all of my luck
Or maybe the feeling I feel in my gut (yeah nigga)
Not sad or indifferent
We working it out like we fucking with fitness
Clean with the pen on whatever was written
Obi & Bean on some shit that was hitting

Obidon - Here comes a thought (ft. Yung Lima Bean)

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