Credits
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Caleb Louis Smith
Texte
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Matty
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Lyrics
Come on Come on
To be honest I ain't perfect but aware that I ain't worthless
Come Come on
Aye remind me that its worth it
That I'm fighting off these urges
Come on come on
My home is in Heaven but I'm visiting as a Earthling
Spirit from the Airbnbing this person (Come on come on)
Express to the infants imma Star when mommy birth me
"Baby crying"
"Caleb welcome to the earth, i'll give you everything
Your heart desires, if you worship me"
" Hey Caleb it's the Pastor, we believe you'll do great
Things in the Church, but you gotta stop that Devilish Rap"
Aye
Last time I checked with Abba, no Roja, he said gooooo
So what you think I said? lets get it
I got that green light give me 3 strikes
Bet I won't stop for no ticket
Bet you I hit before I miss it
Oh ye we hang with the wicked
Don't forget I change the wicked
Talking about influence? I'm dangerous with it
Hey look
If they don't believe my next line in good riddance aye
Gauge out my eyes, I'm standing on my vision aye
They say we Monkeys
Aye what type? is it Gorillas? Apes?
Don't lock me in them four walls
Imma make that ceiling break
Girl I wouldn't suggest me at all
Imma make them feelings shake
Reserved in my Stu in my draws can't book no dinner dates
But wait, I believe in fate
Not denying love, But best believe I ain't gon chase
You can come to me, but best believe you coming straight
ARRRGHH I been so peaceful on this ship
Without a mate
Tell me who I am, and ask me do I care
I know who I am, so do the man upstairs
Come on Come on
To be honest I ain't perfect but aware that I ain't worthless
Come Come on
Aye remind me that its worth it
That I'm fighting off these urges
Come on come on
My home is in Heaven but I'm visiting as a Earthling
Spirit from the Airbnbing this person (Come on come on)
Express to the infants imma Star when mommy birth me
Written by: Caleb Louis Smith
