Robert Glasper - Let Me In [Feat. Mick Jenkins]

Kishore Kumar Hits — Robert Glasper - Let Me In [Feat. Mick Jenkins] lyrics

Artist: Robert Glasper

album: Fuck Yo Feelings

Lifted expectations at my lowest points (uh)
Bonding sh*t don't have enough to roll a joint
I roll the dice
Coming out the closet he no poltergeist
Definitely problematic
They say real n*ggas multiply
Huh, fake n*ggas f*ck like rabbits
Twenty-one days that's a f*cking habit
Break-fast, like sh*t coming heavy like the steak fries
Glue the pedal to the floor, cut the break lines
F*ck the medals in the war it's for a breakbeat
Small circle so we all can hit a beatbox (uh)
All the memories is keepsakes
Uh, satand for serving love for pete sakes, return it (uh)
Don't even know what I mean when I tell my n*ggas be safe
Lifted expectations at my lowest points
One hitter quit it I don't have enough to roll a joint
(Call my plug)
I got reggae on my hands
(Call my plug)
I got reggae on my hands
Let me in
Hold me, God
Let me in, let me in
(Call my plug)
I got reggae on my hands
(Call my plug)
I got reggae on my hands

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