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Queen of Saba - Fog Diving Tour lyrics

Artist: Queen of Saba

album: Home Sessions


I'm in Venice now feelin like the golden child
Passport lookin like Weezy wit the shirt off
The F is for phenomenal, freakin through the perceptions
I would hit you back but right now ain't got the reception
See I'm ducked off, but somedays I'm missin the cold
I never wear a coat cuz I want the jersey to show
You know, city on my back and they don't even know it
Young nigga got the juice but he don't even show it
Fog Diving Tour
Leave the phone in my backpack
Don't wanna get side-tracked
I'm feelin heavy wit the world on my shoulders
I shoulder burdens, I'mma dump em fore I'm closin the curtain
That's a Marshall Mathers curtain call
Certain y'all will all feel my pencils
Pens pads and no- look
I'm winnin scholarships like back to back to back to back and back home
My homie wavin dracos all in his videos
I love him to death, I know that he stressed
I hope that he blessed, I know that I should send him a text
But
And if I find what really drives me, I'll drive the car towards the guardrail
Guardami mi schianto sulle tue paure
Guidami ma lasciami in queste acque scure
Let me leave your hand while I go there, there is no trace that I would share
Now bare with me, 'cause I'm scared
Non vedo più in là di te
Non vedo più in là di te
On the northside, I wrote this for the lil nappy headed rappin school children
The broke boys who be hangin out at yo buildin
Shootin dice and flickin wrist
Lil babies gettin hair braided, makin stank faces cuz them things tight as shit
For kids posted on the stoop and those shooting hoops
Or hula hoopin who could use a helping hand
I alley oop like Bron n nem
Wade in the water, that Dasani drip
Shouts out to Cardi B, she talk just like my momma nem
My momma nem been ridin since the jump
Bought to hook her up, bout to make her smile
Bout to make a run
Fog Diving Tour
I'm no miracle worker
Cannot walk on the water
I seen Jesus in the mirror he was Black like me
Seen Jesus in the club and they ain't check his ID
Seen Jesus at the last supper, rockin a hoodie made of virgin wool
He sipped whiskey into wine and turned water to a freedom pool
I put that on the northside, on everything on everything on everything I seen Jesus
I seen him walk
I seen him drip, I seen him drown
I seen Jesus, that's God's child
And if I find what I believe in
I'll bend my knees down every evening
Legami le mani come in una preghiera
Levami le mani dagli occhi stasera
Let me see your face while I go there, there is no space I'd rather tear
Now bare with me, 'cause I'm scared
Non vedo più in là di te
Non vedo più in là di te

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