Exhale

Lyrics
[Chorus: Kemba] You gon' need to grow up fast Let my moms tell it If you can't do it, no one can Let the Bronx tell it (Tell 'em) You just like the last guy, all y'all fucked up Let my ex tell it (Tell 'em) And I just say I feel you, take a deep breath, uh I just exhale it (Breathe) I just exhale it [Post-Chorus: Kemba] Ooh Ah, ah, ah (Exhale it) Ooh, ooh Ah, ah, ah (Exhale it) Ooh Ah, ah, ah (Exhale it) Ooh Ah, ah, ah (Exhale it) [Verse 1: Kemba] I feel more pressure from my moms than from the blogs, yeah I feel more pressure from my niggas than my critics, uh I might drop a gem and you can get if you willing, but Please don't spend it in one single sitting if you pick it up Who's gon' save my soul? Labels only got a pot of gold Give the game, but leave a lot untold, ain't no wizard when the plot unfold Think I wouldn't body anybody, they was plenty mighty, eenie miney moe Waited up for the Messiah, all I got was Shia LaBeouf, I seen a lotta O's So it's back to square one, first steps, I was falling over A nigga got into a good school, but I passed it up for a four-leaf clover I left a good-ass job alone, medicate, late registration Mouth wired like Kanye, I ain't even seen my own graduation All I had was a dream like Martin, Gina In my dream apartment, demons tryna G my Walkman Stephen Hawking, dream walking, ceiling hopping, Peter Parker I didn't have my story written for me, can I be the author, just once? Hahaha, woo! [Chorus: Kemba & Smino] You gon' need to grow up fast Let my moms tell it If you can't do it, no one can Let the Bronx tell it (Tell 'em) You just like the last guy, all y'all fucked up Let my ex tell it (Tell 'em) And I just say I feel you, take a deep breath (I just, just) Uh, I just exhale it (Go ahead, you right, breathe) (I just ex—) [Verse 2: Smino] I just exhale, found the exit in hell My ex held on to her mama traits, had to the let the relationship sail Sip well, D'usse in my double cup, honey in it for the mic check Vocals copped me a slight check, grew, realized I was slight advanced I always thought it was weird being 'round other kids who ain't figured out life yet Knew what I had to do since I was five years, stuck with it and wifed it I can't do this with you no more boo, 'kay? You see, these moves Gon' put me on the screen like Blu-Ray, it's a simple thing you gotta understand Pussy on my team, no Jawanna Mann, we used to rock hard, Nirvana, damn This that teen spirit (Teen spirit, teen spirit) It got fucked up when you started growing that green spirit I tell you it ain't like that, you ain't hear it, so I inhale, clear it Albuterol, so you done gon' [Chorus: Kemba] You gon' need to grow up fast Let my moms tell it If you can't do it, no one can Let the Bronx tell it (Tell 'em) You just like the last guy, all y'all fucked up Let my ex tell it (Tell 'em) And I just say I feel you, take a deep breath Uh, I just exhale it (Breathe) I just exhale it [Post-Chorus: Kemba] Ooh Ah, ah, ah (Exhale it) Ooh, ooh Ah, ah, ah (Exhale it) Ooh Ah, ah, ah (Exhale it) Ooh Ah, ah, ah
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Credits
- Writers
- Frank Drake
- Ivan Jackson
- Smino
- Kemba
- Brasstracks