"Belladonna" lyrics

Navy Blue & Earl Sweatshirt Lyrics

"Belladonna"

[Navy Blue:]
Uh

From the mid, out to Bed-Stuy from depths, rising
Flowers at the gravesite, I'm short-sighted
Couldn't fortify the ploy rightly
Despite my only way of livin', I would bend the ball around the wall, like Keira Knightley
Send me off with a prayer, I'm livin', more than likely
In them NZ Shox, Nike
My wings biggest when I beckon like Beckham with the armband
Or I'm Sol Campbell, bear the center of my arm's length, you can't crucify me
Smokin' on that park bench, I threw it all behind me
Like the song say, it falls down, life is origami
I felt the wrath of a thousand tsunamis
Many lives lived, I'm delivered in His body
On a mission, I'm Orion, how the stars make the night bleed
Calmness of mind, I go the distance that my sight sees, high-key
Mind playin' tricks, tellin' me there's no one like me
You will play the role that Tai Lue did for eye three
I'm me, would you rather be happy or right, G?
Choose wisely

Hey nigga, one time, look, look, look, alright
This moment
What?
Distance, quick, my—

[Earl Sweatshirt:]
We finna take risks, I could get us paid
Try concentrate, whole lot of rage, in and out of phase
Counter-balance weight, this a heavy-handed take, I need it in every way
T-H-E-B-E dot E-T-A, cherry bite eats, B, come get a plate
CC your whole team, I'm with my coachies
Yeah, my nigga Sage, Navy, the same one from the bends
Niggas didn't break shit but bread and paper, we livin' great
I need the crib be on acres, late shift, gon' get a straight mid-December rain
Come and wash the sins and stains maybe, I need ventilation
Couldn't breathe, I couldn't think, filled with anger
I couldn't leave, sinkin' with the anchor
Tip-toeing 'round the sand, gettin' into capers, we really don't major
Niggas cheesy like Philly 'steaks, anyways
I was listenin' to Lil B and Cormega, child of the corn, liquor had my form mangled
Focused on contour, need to hit the gun range more, tall tales and war fables
It's yours, got my baby highchair at the boss table, for sure
Fuck nigga


Writer(s): Sage Elsesser, Earl Sweatshirt
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