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Emotional Video (MV)




Performed By: Evan Hope
Language: English
Length: 2:45
Written by: Andy Sheridan, Jared Scott, Tia Scola




Evan Hope - Emotional Lyrics




I'm tryna make a couple million so I'm stacking
Every time I see you know that I be laughing (haha)
Fat cat, lazy ass, half-ass
But imma make a couple million raise your glass
Fly around like Peter Pan, mic in my right hand
I've been in my mind I've been in my head
Every time I see my own ghost, I get a little scared

Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low
(Emotional Damage)

I'm tryna find something that has a little meaning
Every thing was not as bad as it was seeming
Life handing out cards you either play or get to dealing
Realised young every thing I have is what I'm needing
But I still can't fight this feeling
Open my bible, I read it
God, help me fight these demons
Still stuck on this puzzle that I'm piecing

Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low
Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low

When the going gets tough, life feeling really slow
It's like you're going on a trip but don't know where to go
Which way does the wind blow?
Dope smoke, out the window
Firefly at night with the glow
I've been planting these seeds watch them grow
Heading overseas, for the shows
Never OD it's for the pros
Baby move your feet, and move your toes
I'm climbing up over these hills, the kills, the thrills
Throw them all to the wind
In the end imma win
I just wanna feel some skin on my skin
Picture me in a gold Porsche
Or on a white horse
This life is rough its coarse
This life is tough but it's sport
Don't wanna go to school no more
(No more no more)

Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low
Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low
Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low
Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low
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I'm tryna make a couple million so I'm stacking
Every time I see you know that I be laughing (haha)
Fat cat, lazy ass, half-ass
But imma make a couple million raise your glass
Fly around like Peter Pan, mic in my right hand
I've been in my mind I've been in my head
Every time I see my own ghost, I get a little scared

Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low
(Emotional Damage)

I'm tryna find something that has a little meaning
Every thing was not as bad as it was seeming
Life handing out cards you either play or get to dealing
Realised young every thing I have is what I'm needing
But I still can't fight this feeling
Open my bible, I read it
God, help me fight these demons
Still stuck on this puzzle that I'm piecing

Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low
Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low

When the going gets tough, life feeling really slow
It's like you're going on a trip but don't know where to go
Which way does the wind blow?
Dope smoke, out the window
Firefly at night with the glow
I've been planting these seeds watch them grow
Heading overseas, for the shows
Never OD it's for the pros
Baby move your feet, and move your toes
I'm climbing up over these hills, the kills, the thrills
Throw them all to the wind
In the end imma win
I just wanna feel some skin on my skin
Picture me in a gold Porsche
Or on a white horse
This life is rough its coarse
This life is tough but it's sport
Don't wanna go to school no more
(No more no more)

Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low
Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low
Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low
Ring ring can't pick up the telephone
Oh baby I'm too emotional
I go where the wild things go
The smoke in my eyes they be hanging low
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Writer: Andy Sheridan, Jared Scott, Tia Scola
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Sentric Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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