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Space Video (MV)




Performed By: SENSE
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: BRETT JOHNSON




SENSE - Space Lyrics
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19, gimme 20
18, I was ready making dreams so steady, oh man, I got plenty
Off top, poppin' henny, copper-colored, droppin' pennies
For your thoughts, it's too many in the spot, red dot, killin' kenny
Go to Beni for hibachi yo just watch me you can't stop me
Green light, Lorde of teenage dreams, might just tempt me
I don't envy, I just get it feeding frenzy, hammer-headed my aesthetic way too real
No prosthetic, y'all pathetic
Fall in debt while I'm just payin' off my credit, where I'm headed is the top spot
Do it non-stop, tick-tock, on the clock, but not Ke$ha playin' catch-up
Keep yo' head up, get yo' bread up, gas me up, that's unleaded just forget it, ok?
Ok? Ok
Time is tickin' I'm just livin', I'm so happy you so livid
When she lick it I be geekin', on a mission gettin' freaky
Like it's Friday, did it my way, pushin' 90 on the high-I-95 way
Back in my day, talkin' 1995-way, what can I say?
I been growin', I been learnin', now I know that it's a burden but I'm hopin'
That this bird will help me show it. Talkin' strength and perseverance
Go to lengths further, nearer to my goals, in the mirror feelin' SWOL, debonair-in'
Buyin' earrings for my lady, that's my baby we in love, shit is crazy
On the daily wakin' up with this smile ear to ear and I'm just hopin' this shit never disappearin'
Let's be clear about it, you gon' hear us shoutin' every year about it!
Ok? Ok
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English

19, gimme 20
18, I was ready making dreams so steady, oh man, I got plenty
Off top, poppin' henny, copper-colored, droppin' pennies
For your thoughts, it's too many in the spot, red dot, killin' kenny
Go to Beni for hibachi yo just watch me you can't stop me
Green light, Lorde of teenage dreams, might just tempt me
I don't envy, I just get it feeding frenzy, hammer-headed my aesthetic way too real
No prosthetic, y'all pathetic
Fall in debt while I'm just payin' off my credit, where I'm headed is the top spot
Do it non-stop, tick-tock, on the clock, but not Ke$ha playin' catch-up
Keep yo' head up, get yo' bread up, gas me up, that's unleaded just forget it, ok?
Ok? Ok
Time is tickin' I'm just livin', I'm so happy you so livid
When she lick it I be geekin', on a mission gettin' freaky
Like it's Friday, did it my way, pushin' 90 on the high-I-95 way
Back in my day, talkin' 1995-way, what can I say?
I been growin', I been learnin', now I know that it's a burden but I'm hopin'
That this bird will help me show it. Talkin' strength and perseverance
Go to lengths further, nearer to my goals, in the mirror feelin' SWOL, debonair-in'
Buyin' earrings for my lady, that's my baby we in love, shit is crazy
On the daily wakin' up with this smile ear to ear and I'm just hopin' this shit never disappearin'
Let's be clear about it, you gon' hear us shoutin' every year about it!
Ok? Ok
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Writer: BRETT JOHNSON
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