Sammy Adams - Electric appeal

I got that ketamine kush
I got that telling all train
Knew we knew , baby
Surprised you ain't heard my name yet
Top of all these hoes
Flying through me since the plane left
Met her sipping ???
Fighting the sap the brain stress
Next
All of her pain kills
???
Even though all these labels became our competition
I ain't going out, no-oh, I ain't going out

I just feel my electric appeal
It's going out of control
Oh, ooh, oh, ooh
It's so real when you feel, when you feel
Like you're running away
I just feel my electric appeal
It's going out of control
Oh, ooh, oh, ooh
It's so real when you feel, when you feel
Like you're running away

I'm stuck like a Visa
Louie brown leather, kush smoke
Caught me off high
Never felt better
I'm up in the booth from seven to eleven
Seven to eleven, seven to eleven
I feel so home when I'm on the road
Got a long way to go, go, go
I thought I blow up slow,
But that's not how we roll, no, no no
That's just not how we roll

Outside looking in
Damn, it feels different
Then a couple weeks ago when
I win few spots that I ain't ever been
Inhale, breathe slow
Empty gym, free draw
Creative, with sea notes
Got me in my team ???
I just feel
I just feel
I, I, I just feel

I just feel my electric appeal
It's going out of control
Oh, ooh, oh, ooh
It's so real when you feel, when you feel
Like you're running away
I just feel my electric appeal
It's going out of control
Oh, ooh, oh, ooh
It's so real when you feel, when you feel
Like you're running away

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