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Wishing Well by JURNY Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

I gotta get it, like we playing tag
Yeah, And we still got a reason to live
Yeah
I been getting busier to get what I give
In awe, I'm sealing a bliss

I ain't go lie, I miss Clinton (Clinton Elementary School)
And having tripple cheese pizza slices
Aliesha never really gave me the keys but she was always the one that kept me enlightened

Why is the ones that really listen always a pisces?

Unobtrusive, at 17 I crashed my dads big Buick
And thank you God for blessing me with the music
And they hating cuz I'm cocky, I just need success
Asap no Rocky
Ha!

I told Ali I need some bars
Viscous cut throat disses
I'm Steph Curry
Packing heat taking shots
No misses
Because to be relatable is boring and that's on top of the fact
That my new foreigner's roaring
Theres a lion within me, Jay Z encore-in
But let's take a moment, baby I can make you a star
Your ex mad cuz I got his dream bitch in his dream car
Objects in mirror appear closer than they are
Then I say this

Im too high maintenance, no I won't settle
Well shit, maybe in Seattle
Wrote this, on the Samsung S3
Mmm, that thing was shaped like a pebble, na mean?

I'm feeling like I'm born again
I'm feeling like I'm born again

I'm sleeping on dreams on repeat
Why do the ones that love you hurt you with pain?
Now I got bitches from the
Oh
My mom won't even call me cuz of what I got in pocession
One in the bed, and two dressed in the cameras
I seen fake ones turn to opps for vendettas
And Tony brought gucci hat purple bandannas

Nothing benign, these are signs of the times
Look what I did in a year, it really couldn't be
That boy got cash from streams successfully
Theres a whole in my heart with a collaboration of a nasty profasion
Its fashion nova but I'm the one with the rolls on me
Your girl was the one who called on me

(NUH CALLED)
Ey yo Jurny! What's going on bro?
Ey you been making it out there
You better cash out nigga cuz this shits getting bigger!
Ha ha ha

I was in Barbados, rastafarian women sweet as a nani
Carribean flex we might come shoot they ducking out
Everywhere we go we changing the weather!

I remember I was cookin cake with the mixture
I dont even drink this much who ordered pitchers
Cheetos hot pepper just for the kicker
She only go out, just for the picture
On God!

Who really making six digits, go figure
Got the spells on me voodoo, I flipped my Ms made double U's
Hush it I hear em envy, they whispering I'm the goat
Pure XS cologne, smell kinda funky, that's that shot of Patrone

Your hoe say I'm her favourite rapper, I severed all the ties
Like I'm sizza with ciphers like siccors
1 6 6 6 4
I got foreign on all of them doors
Ey
Watchu call love was invented by guys like me
If he ain't dropping another one, then you know hes history

Burning the bridges, everything's looking so gorgeous
Elerslie Orchards fuck what you thought I came back in a yacht

5 years later and I'm still feeling dark
That boy turned to the man, man to the king, how the fuck
We let Jurny do this thing again

Oroborous melodies I'm giving out autographs, like they all got casts I'm still nice guy, finish last, not new
Youre the past, like her ex, she kinda knew

Gift of the holy spirit, I'm spinning my fidget spinner
I like em thick
What you want a toothpick?

Aoolay, I juh crushed something in my kool-aid
Rolling blunts like big Poppa give a fuck about what you say
She sit on top of my tongue , like white boys saying
Wallahi cuz
They know where I'm from

OUTRO:

Can't say it happened
If I dont tell you it happened
I might lose you to some other
And that shits real

Yeah

And that shits real
These girls dont
These girls dont know how you worked for this day
Piling those boxes night and day
That shits real