Oh my God, WellFed? (WellFed? WellFed? WellFed?…)
Don’t let this opportunity just pass us by (by, by, by)
There’s nothing they could say to me to hurt my pride
Baby you and I (I, I, I)
Has anybody told you you’re the perfect type (type, type, type)
Can’t let this opportunity just pass us by (by, by, by)
There’s nothing they could say to me to hurt my pride
Baby you and I
All the stress when it f#ckin’ gets to me I run
Up above all the angels stare me down for nun’
Can’t get nothin done, I don’t wanna stress
I just wanna get it done, so that I can bear this love
All this f#ckin’ tension got it lyin’ round my neck
Thousand imperfections as I’m countin’ down my veins
Yeah, the court session now they countin’ down my days
I can’t feel my face no, I can’t feel my face (oh no you can’t hide)
All this f#ckin’ tension got it lyin’ round my neck
Thousand imperfections as I’m countin’ down my veins (oh no you can’t hide)
Yeah, the court session now they countin’ down my days
I can’t feel my face no, I can’t feel my face
(You and I) Has anybody told you you’re the perfect type
Can’t let this opportunity just pass us by (you and I)
There’s nothing they could say to me to hurt my pride
Baby you and I, oh (you and I)
Has anybody told you you’re the perfect type
Can’t let this opportunity just pass us by (you and I)
There’s nothing they could say to me to hurt my pride
All this f#ckin stress it wish me wish I had no name (my name)
Can’t keep up, barely feel the beats inside my chest (my chest)
Therapeutic, I just wanna get it off my chest (my chest)
I’m not feelin’ blessed, no I’m not feelin’ blessed (unblessed)
Every dream I have just another act of violence (violence)
Waking up faster than some motherf#cking sirens (sirens)
Still going on—hoping there’ll be a change of plans
Another chance, maybe one more
A change of plans, another chance, maybe one more
A change of plans, another chance, maybe one more
A change of plans, another chance, maybe one more
A change of plans, another chance, maybe one more
Don’t let this opportunity just pass us by (by, by, by)
There’s nothing they could say to me to hurt my pride
Baby you and I (I, I, I)
Has anybody told you you’re the perfect type (type, type, type)
Can’t let this opportunity just pass us by (by, by, by)
There’s nothing they could say to me to hurt my pride
Baby you and I
Oh my God, WellFed? (WellFed? WellFed? WellFed?…)
Hurt my pride
They just wanna hurt my pride
They just wanna hurt me… oh, oh
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