Mbali.
Sishii
4:16Running outta religion, rubbed out all my ambitions Flying out my temptations, they rode the pipe with precision; and passed the blunt to get lifted See that's the truth that I lived in Oh what a time then Bit in the pie, settled the price, money's an object - poverty's dialect Might I be outta time? Pity my mind coz I might be outta time Why you blowing my line? Pull up to the crib tonight But you know I ain't bout that life, no more no more Baby you my kryptonite So lemme be your peace of mind, no more no more Take it and leave, take it Take it coz after that I'll be laying here all alone Blame it on me, I'll take it Take it coz if I wanted, I wouldn't pick up the phone Cause if I wanted, I wouldn't pick up the phone Cause if I wanted, I wouldn't pick up the phone I can tell you ain't got time for me I love it when you go, might watch you leave Singing to the rhythm in the sound of your feet Holding the door while you walk out on me All on your own, I'm mad as can be Calling it off in my head but I said that last time and I meant it, I promise I'll end it but Pull up to the crib tonight But you know I ain't bout that life, no more no more Baby you my kryptonite So lemme be your peace of mind, no more no more Take it and leave, take it Take it coz after that I'll be laying here all alone Blame it on me, I'll take it Take it coz if I wanted, I wouldn't pick up the phone Cause if I wanted, I wouldn't pick up the phone Cause if I wanted, I wouldn't pick up the phone Cause if I wanted, I wouldn't pick up the phone Cause if I wanted, I wouldn't pick up the phone