song by Tanika
Out Ere feat. Stormzy lyrics

I know some boys would kill for that dizzy
We just tryina stay busy,
Rotate in them pinkies
And my blessings go round, 365
Blowing shots to the sky
They happy I've made it,
I'm happy that I'm OUT ERE alive
I wanna drown in the deep end
Band MIAMI don't need them
We celebrate on the weekend,
Turning up on the weekend
My blessings go round, 365
Blowing shots to the sky
They happy I've made it,
I'm happy that I'm OUT ERE alive

[Stormzy: ]
It's been a long time, I'm back, God bless them
I've spent a long time running, let me rest now
You told me I can't be of words, mean nothing
I'm the best now
I gave you a chance, and a way to advance
But you never picture part where I left down
Now you got me looking to the sky like I need ya

Now I'm user future of the side like a sequel
Never had to deal for the time for free fall
Who the fuck said I was an underachiever?
I done this, I do this, with the drum sticks or acoustic
I got my own funds in the music,
They load up the gun then they shoot it
And if you don't run then you're stupid

I know some boys would kill for that dizzy
We just tryina stay busy,
Rotate in them pinkies
And my blessings go round, 365
Blowing shots to the sky
They happy I've made it,
I'm happy that I'm OUT ERE alive
I wanna drown in the deep end
Band MIAMI don't need them
We celebrate on the weekend,
Turning up on the weekend
My blessings go round, 365
Blowing shots to the sky
They happy I've made it,
I'm happy that I'm OUT ERE alive

Why you looking me up and down when they go to see a stripper show
Yo wasting us is low as money 'cause go
Fuck the bully, just go I never riding you
I'm talking 'bout the days I put my help in a bond
That good shit was all fun and I signed the deal
But then we lost our house and the shit for real
I'm so numb to the pain I can't fucking feel
I can barely feel
Hey, you so part of me if you don't know what I'm about
No Leona but I'm bleeding out
Picture be fake, everything you see around me they real
So please bitch weave and out
Believe me now, I'm talking bout the days we used to starve in south
You got food but I feed the drought
'Cause I'm tops come shooting out
Screaming fuck the drought, believe me now!

I know some boys would kill for that dizzy
We just tryina stay busy,
Rotate in them pinkies
And my blessings go round, 365
Blowing shots to the sky
They happy I've made it,
I'm happy that I'm OUT ERE alive
I wanna drown in the deep end
Band MIAMI don't need them
We celebrate on the weekend,
Turning up on the weekend
My blessings go round, 365
Blowing shots to the sky
They happy I've made it,
I'm happy that I'm OUT ERE alive