Not Slidin' - Marcus2Hott

I know there must be other ways of feeling free But this is what I wanna do, who I wanna be Every time I try, I feel like I can fly But I know that I could die trying I'm slidin', glidin' through the air I can see my body through windows in my hair I'm slidin', glidin' through the air I know nobody's dancing here but us dragonflies We're the only ones awake, we own the skies Every time I try, I feel like I can fly But I know that I could die trying I'm slidin', glidin' through the air I can see my body through windows in my hair I'm slidin', glidin' through the air I'm slidin', glidin' through the air I can see my body through windows in my hair I'm slidin', glidin' through the air I can feel my body burn slidin' through the air

Icy, 머리 위로 drop it 스친 한순간이 거센 끌림이 되지 Thirsty, 마치 갈라진 마른 땅이 기다린 빗물같이 나에겐 기적 같지, yeah 끝없이 rain on me 가득히 적시지 Stay with me, give me that heat 내 감정이 보이니? Slidin' (slide) 미끄러져 내려 (slide, oh, nah, woo) Slidin' (slide) 나를 다 맡길 테니, 감싸줘 빈틈없이 (oh, yeah) Messy, 흠뻑 쏟아 내린 너에게 저항 없이 휩쓸려 엉망이 되지 Warning, sexy, 쉽게 널 피할 수 없지 너는 왜 소리 없이 매일 매일 반복되지, yeah (Ooh) 머릿속은 비워 (Ooh) 오직 너만 채워 짙어진 mood 가까워져, 마주친 눈 그 안에 널 I wanna groove all night long Slidin' (slide) 미끄러져 내려 (slide, oh, nah, woo) Slidin' (slide) 나를 다 맡길 테니, 감싸줘 빈틈없이 (oh, yeah) Slidin' (slide) 쉴 틈 없이 내려 (wait, oh, nah, woo) Slidin' (slide) 원해 널 끝도 없이, 채워 날 넘치듯이 (oh, yeah) Slowdown, slowdown 꽤 오래 이렇게 너를 앓아 난 밤이 새도록, yeah, yeah, yeah Ooh (ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah) Ooh (ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah)

Trauma Tone (Kino Beats) Made millions off chillin', talkin' shit 'bout how I'm livin' What the fuck I look like stressin' 'bout a bitch In the Coupe, Lyft or Uber, no fuckin' excuses I'ma get after that motherfuckin' grip Nigga we sliding, east siding, high riding Back of the Rolls with my notepad scribing Sliding, east siding Back of the Rolls with my notepad scribing Back of the Rolls, cracking jokes with the driver Back of the Rolls looking at hoes riding by him Rolled up another one Don't want no smoke and I ain't even halfway done Probably won't get home 'til the rising of the sun Now I'm in the kitchen making breakfast for my son Take a shower, charge both of my phones then get back on the road We was still clocking dough when the world was closed Now shit back open and we raking in more Hustling to no end Like my homies in Detroit having motion Made millions off chillin', talkin' shit 'bout how I'm livin' What the fuck I look like stressin' 'bout a bitch In the Coupe, Lyft or Uber, no fuckin' excuses I'ma get after that motherfuckin' grip Nigga we sliding, east siding, high riding Back of the Rolls with my notepad scribing Sliding, east siding, high riding Back of the Rolls with my notepad