Turn it up
Can't be ignored
Bring me up
I'm on the floor
Shut me up
I'm nothing more
I'm nothing more
Pick me up when things come falling down
A million reasons to leave but you stick around
Blessed me with sight to see something more
Than myself with these closed doors
Think I found my home
Last night
When we said goodbye
Your voice calls out my name at night
And I hold it close
In my arms held tight
Help myself cause I've been running out of minutes
Tell myself it's only something I've been feeling
Closing doors just to open up some windows
Hold me close
Cause we're loving how the winds blow
Help myself cause I've been running out of minutes
Tell myself it's only something I've been feeling
Closing doors just to open up some windows
Hold me close
Cause we're loving how the winds blow
Turn it up
Can't be ignored
Bring me up
I'm on the floor
Shut me up
I'm nothing more
I'm nothing more
Not the same person I admit
Smoke clouds my
Cocky eyelids shut
I'm stuck in my bullshit
Reminiscing how my mama
Went and raised me
Love my city, don't let the locals faze me
Yeah, like who are you
To look down on me
So turn me up
Had knife pushed pressed
Down the aisle of my back yeah
So don't f*ck with me
We ain't the same
Been around some shooters
In the juggle full of tigers
A drum full of lead
Aimed at the other side of me
A cold night just another dumb job for me
Won't settle for a dream
If my hands ain't red bloodied
Get the tape when my eyes runny
Show respect when around, my time ain't funny
A cold night just another tough time for me
Get sniped, leave it looking like a robbery
The cold sweat in the night never bothered me
Leave you dead on cement that's the common theme
I was sitting in California
I was sitting in California
Wish I knew what was coming next
Too busy smoking a pack a day
With my bros
The thought could never inject
And now I'm growing old with you
I'm growing old with you
I was sitting in California
Wish I knew what was coming next
Too busy smoking a pack a day
With my bros
The thought could never inject
Eric & Kalvin - Satin California Lyrics
Eric & Kalvin - Satin California Lyrics
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Turn it up
Can't be ignored
Bring me up
I'm on the floor
Shut me up
I'm nothing more
I'm nothing more
Pick me up when things come falling down
A million reasons to leave but you stick around
Blessed me with sight to see something more
Than myself with these closed doors
Think I found my home
Last night
When we said goodbye
Your voice calls out my name at night
And I hold it close
In my arms held tight
Help myself cause I've been running out of minutes
Tell myself it's only something I've been feeling
Closing doors just to open up some windows
Hold me close
Cause we're loving how the winds blow
Help myself cause I've been running out of minutes
Tell myself it's only something I've been feeling
Closing doors just to open up some windows
Hold me close
Cause we're loving how the winds blow
Turn it up
Can't be ignored
Bring me up
I'm on the floor
Shut me up
I'm nothing more
I'm nothing more
Not the same person I admit
Smoke clouds my
Cocky eyelids shut
I'm stuck in my bullshit
Reminiscing how my mama
Went and raised me
Love my city, don't let the locals faze me
Yeah, like who are you
To look down on me
So turn me up
Had knife pushed pressed
Down the aisle of my back yeah
So don't f*ck with me
We ain't the same
Been around some shooters
In the juggle full of tigers
A drum full of lead
Aimed at the other side of me
A cold night just another dumb job for me
Won't settle for a dream
If my hands ain't red bloodied
Get the tape when my eyes runny
Show respect when around, my time ain't funny
A cold night just another tough time for me
Get sniped, leave it looking like a robbery
The cold sweat in the night never bothered me
Leave you dead on cement that's the common theme
I was sitting in California
I was sitting in California
Wish I knew what was coming next
Too busy smoking a pack a day
With my bros
The thought could never inject
And now I'm growing old with you
I'm growing old with you
I was sitting in California
Wish I knew what was coming next
Too busy smoking a pack a day
With my bros
The thought could never inject
Can't be ignored
Bring me up
I'm on the floor
Shut me up
I'm nothing more
I'm nothing more
Pick me up when things come falling down
A million reasons to leave but you stick around
Blessed me with sight to see something more
Than myself with these closed doors
Think I found my home
Last night
When we said goodbye
Your voice calls out my name at night
And I hold it close
In my arms held tight
Help myself cause I've been running out of minutes
Tell myself it's only something I've been feeling
Closing doors just to open up some windows
Hold me close
Cause we're loving how the winds blow
Help myself cause I've been running out of minutes
Tell myself it's only something I've been feeling
Closing doors just to open up some windows
Hold me close
Cause we're loving how the winds blow
Turn it up
Can't be ignored
Bring me up
I'm on the floor
Shut me up
I'm nothing more
I'm nothing more
Not the same person I admit
Smoke clouds my
Cocky eyelids shut
I'm stuck in my bullshit
Reminiscing how my mama
Went and raised me
Love my city, don't let the locals faze me
Yeah, like who are you
To look down on me
So turn me up
Had knife pushed pressed
Down the aisle of my back yeah
So don't f*ck with me
We ain't the same
Been around some shooters
In the juggle full of tigers
A drum full of lead
Aimed at the other side of me
A cold night just another dumb job for me
Won't settle for a dream
If my hands ain't red bloodied
Get the tape when my eyes runny
Show respect when around, my time ain't funny
A cold night just another tough time for me
Get sniped, leave it looking like a robbery
The cold sweat in the night never bothered me
Leave you dead on cement that's the common theme
I was sitting in California
I was sitting in California
Wish I knew what was coming next
Too busy smoking a pack a day
With my bros
The thought could never inject
And now I'm growing old with you
I'm growing old with you
I was sitting in California
Wish I knew what was coming next
Too busy smoking a pack a day
With my bros
The thought could never inject
Writer: Eric Godlow, Kalvin Gozum
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