Illuminate Wale (Ft. Phil Adé)
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[Hook: Wale]
Blue moon, blue moon
There’s a goddess living in you
Had to travel round the whole world
Got so many crews
Blue moon, blue moon
Will you illuminate and make moves
Will you illuminate for the world
Faith is in you
[Verse 1: Phil Adè]
Say that movement moving music oozing out my pores
Was the poorest, now suicide doors on the phantom
But that Porsche in my future
Future bottles of rosé, now I’m juiced up
Cruised up New York Avenue, me and Ralph in the sprinter
We do festivals for lunchtime, club hoes for dinner
Bread winners, now we eating
Long way from sleeping at bus stops out Wheaton
Long way from carrying that work on the China bus
Why the fuck you lying to us?
The shit you niggas talking is eons from the obvious
Beyonds want a bite of 'yas
But what’s in this glove can turn this car to an army truck
Y'all don’t want no part of us
Part of me feel like now I’m loosing myself
Ain’t been sober in a week, I been abusing my health
Been wealthy, a heart born, a pocket like sand bred
EBM I finally made it, what you niggas made for?
Blue moon, blue moon
There’s a goddess living in you
Had to travel round the whole world
Got so many crews
Blue moon, blue moon
Will you illuminate and make moves
Will you illuminate for the world
Faith is in you
[Verse 1: Phil Adè]
Say that movement moving music oozing out my pores
Was the poorest, now suicide doors on the phantom
But that Porsche in my future
Future bottles of rosé, now I’m juiced up
Cruised up New York Avenue, me and Ralph in the sprinter
We do festivals for lunchtime, club hoes for dinner
Bread winners, now we eating
Long way from sleeping at bus stops out Wheaton
Long way from carrying that work on the China bus
Why the fuck you lying to us?
The shit you niggas talking is eons from the obvious
Beyonds want a bite of 'yas
But what’s in this glove can turn this car to an army truck
Y'all don’t want no part of us
Part of me feel like now I’m loosing myself
Ain’t been sober in a week, I been abusing my health
Been wealthy, a heart born, a pocket like sand bred
EBM I finally made it, what you niggas made for?
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