Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pretty Long Day , by - Angelo Mota. Song from the album When All Is Said and Done, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 24.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pretty Long Day |
| Do I ever make you feel anxious? |
| Hop in and, hop in and ride out, ride out, ride |
| Do I ever make you feel anxious? |
| Hop in and, hop in and ride out, ride out, ride |
| Do I ever make you feel anxious? |
| We were 17, pipe dream on a boat |
| Headed out to see, can’t you see we can float? |
| (Do I ever make you feel anxious?) |
| We were 17, pipe dream on a boat |
| Headed out to see, can’t you see we can float? |
| (Do I ever make you feel anxious?) |
| We were 17, pipe dream on a boat |
| (Hop in and, hop in and ride out, ride out, ride) |
| Headed out to see, can’t you see we can float? |
| (Do I ever make you feel anxious?) |
| We were 17, pipe dream on a boat |
| (Hop in and, hop in and ride out, ride out, ride) |
| Headed out to see, can’t you see we can float? |
| (Do I ever make you feel anxious?) |
| I can’t make love to ya 'less I love ya so for now we only fuckin' |
| Do I ever make you feel anxious? |
| I can’t make love to ya 'less I love ya so for now we only fuckin' |
| Do I ever make you feel anxious? |
| Hey hon', just calling you back to chat. |
| Can you still change your voicemail |
| message? |
| It’s like, I don’t know, so low energy, sound depressed. |
| I don’t think you want people to think you’re depressed, do you? |
| Anyway, hello? |
| I’ve had a pretty long day |
| I made peace with Auntie May |
| I’m gon' keep my city safe while Uncle Ben rolls in his grave |
| And that’s a pretty long way from the bottom, can I say? |
| Kumbaya and namaste, turn to Ali Bomaye |
| And I was pissy on brake |
| Made my way through half a case |
| I was stumbling through the place |
| I was lonely 'til I bumped into this pretty young thing |
| Hydroplane and pump my brakes |
| I was swerving through that traffic |
| All I picture was your face |
| And that’s a pretty long day |
| I went the pretty wrong way |
| I’ve had a pretty long day |
| I made peace with Auntie May |
| I’m gon' keep my city safe while Uncle Ben rolls in his grave |
| And that’s a pretty long day |
| But why the pretty long face? |
| I’ve had a pretty long day |
| I made peace with Auntie May |
| I’m gon' keep my city safe while Uncle Ben rolls in his grave |
| And that’s a pretty long way from the bottom, can I say? |
| Kumbaya and namaste, turn to Ali Bomaye |
| And I was pissy on brake |
| Made my way through half a case |
| I was stumbling through the place |
| I was lonely 'til I bumped into this pretty young thing |
| Hydroplane and pump my brakes |
| I had spun into that traffic |
| All I picture was your face and that’s a |
| Product of a drug fueled night |
| Swear I should’ve use headlights |
| Driving down the street, eyes closed |
| Sneeze 'em open 'fore I hit the pole |
| Selfish fuck, oncoming traffic |
| Only god’s grace it ain’t happen |
| Scared to tell my folks my verses real |
| Scared to write it to myself on napkins |
| Crying to myself, I’ll write a passage |
| Righting wrong is easy when you’re happy |
| How 'bout when your thoughts is trynna kill ya? |
| Learn to keep it down and clean your filter |
| Don’t remember dates, faces, fragrance |
| Called you, told you 'bout it from my home |
| Closest that I ever came to death was when I heard you crying on my phone |
| Do I make you feel anxious? |
| Do I make you feel anxious? |
| Do I make you feel anxious? |