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Loose Change

๐Ÿ‘ค The Alchemist, Earl Sweatshirt โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ This Thing Of Ours โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 1:58
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โฑ๏ธ 1:58 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 1032665

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

(I'm back for my people)
Uh
Yo, yo, yeah
Uh, uh, yeah, yeah

You be with the boys and I'ma be with the dawgs
Blood on the Travies, it serve as a challenge coin
I'm the voice, I had to speak for the org, passed the preacher
Smashed up weed on the organ, master teachings
Actually couldn't hold me (who's gonna stop me?)
I was hungry
Mama made her son read, so I'm hunting glances 'til the peak
That still didn't feed me
I had to get a feel for the whole thing

Peeking the orbs, speak on what I absorb
Reserved boundaries, I found a different route to explore and run around deep
I told you 'bout the reaching, you found out and screamed
That sound to me like a loss
I had a bad bout with grief and I tossed a match on it
Kerosene, burned the ring down to ashes
And memories, feather feet behind
And ahead of the beat, throwing 'em off

Arriving in the nick of time, these niggas nickel and diming
I'm giving 'em five and sliding, my way up the street
Pretty penny, you my luckiest find, skin copper
Titties bouncing, save a generous slice for me
Please (I need a piece of this, about this small)
Please, save a generous slice for me

Change jingling in my pocket
These niggas nickel and diming
I'm giving 'em five, pretty penny, you my luckiest find, skin copper
Titties bouncing, save a generous slice for me
(Please, please, please, please)

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:00.06] (I'm back for my people)
[00:00.61] Uh
[00:02.47] Yo, yo, yeah
[00:04.33] Uh, uh, yeah, yeah
[00:08.23]
[00:20.78] You be with the boys and I'ma be with the dawgs
[00:23.71] Blood on the Travies, it serve as a challenge coin
[00:26.24] I'm the voice, I had to speak for the org, passed the preacher
[00:30.32] Smashed up weed on the organ, master teachings
[00:33.01] Actually couldn't hold me (who's gonna stop me?)
[00:34.96] I was hungry
[00:35.97] Mama made her son read, so I'm hunting glances 'til the peak
[00:39.95] That still didn't feed me
[00:41.41] I had to get a feel for the whole thing
[00:43.87] Peeking the orbs, speak on what I absorb
[00:46.92] Reserved boundaries, I found a different route to explore and run around deep
[00:50.79] I told you 'bout the reaching, you found out and screamed
[00:53.74] That sound to me like a loss
[00:55.32] I had a bad bout with grief and I tossed a match on it
[00:58.27] Kerosene, burned the ring down to ashes
[01:00.39] And memories, feather feet behind
[01:03.10] And ahead of the beat, throwing 'em off
[01:05.21] Arriving in the nick of time, these niggas nickel and diming
[01:08.72] I'm giving 'em five and sliding, my way up the street
[01:11.92] Pretty penny, you my luckiest find, skin copper
[01:15.10] Titties bouncing, save a generous slice for me
[01:18.99] Please (I need a piece of this, about this small)
[01:21.66] Please, save a generous slice for me
[01:23.76] Change jingling in my pocket
[01:25.84] These niggas nickel and diming
[01:27.41] I'm giving 'em five, pretty penny, you my luckiest find, skin copper
[01:32.17] Titties bouncing, save a generous slice for me
[01:35.01] (Please, please, please, please)
[01:40.62]

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