Enchanted (Bumpin’)

[Intro: The Platters]
Living is a dream, when you make it seem
Enchanted (Enchanted)
Lovers take for granted
All the world's aglow, they ought’ to know

[Chorus: Quadeca]
I said it's bumpin', it’s bumpin', y'all just go for a ride
We feelin' good at the top, man, we more than high
Yeah, we be feelin' it, know that this the realest shit
All the pain, this is healin' it, love it, I'm never leavin' it
It’s bumpin’

[Verse 1: Quadeca]
It's bumpin’, this beat is just so disgustin'
You leavin' me in the lust of my meet-and-greet for my lovin'
I’m enchanted, damn, this beat is just full of somethin'
That's makin' me want to get up and breathe in all the percussion
Man, I'm dancin', dancin', man, I'm feelin' the rhythm
Droppin' my head, fancy snares, then when it hits 'em
It really gets in my bloodstream, life just makes sense to me
Bass and a good groove is really a great recipe
Can't mess with me, no one, I'm feelin' too in the moment
Feelin' new when I go in, and feelin' blue when it's over
And I'm noddin' yes, and then I am applaudin' next
And I'm tryna mentally send God a text
Like, "Hey, what's up, God? I don't know if you're real
But listen to how this bumps, you'd supposedly feel
Like a god— but you-you get what I'm sayin'?"
And goddamn, I just can't really express when I'm playin'

[Chorus: Quadeca]
I said it's bumpin', it's bumpin', y'all just go for a ride
We feelin' good at the top, man, we more than high
Yeah, we be feelin' it, know that this the realest shit
All the pain, this is healin' it, love it, I'm never leavin' it
It's bumpin'

[Verse 2: Quadeca]
Really, this is bumpin' to me
You ain't feelin' it, so then you just get up and you leave
But this is somethin' to me, so don't come runnin' to me
I said we comin' in this shit like we be fuckin' the dream
Shit— no, never mind, probably not
But I constantly got energy that's lost in my thoughts
And I'm not gonna stop, and yes, this may be costin' a lot
But lookin' at the end result, man, we've accomplished a lot
And, no, I'm not gonna regret a thing after this, I'm still tryna master this
'Cause now, I'm known as that weird-ass rappin' kid
The fact of it is that it is really just a giant hobby
Somethin' for me to be original, not a lyin' copy
Tryna make some shit where you can really get your head nodding
Verses so fire that, when I'm done, you're left sobbing
But that won't happen, like I said, we just a work-in-progress
Some of my shit means shit, and other words are nonsense
But now we easin' up, we got a beat that's bumpin'
See me stuntin' while I'm flowin', we adjustin', see me bluffin'
Every day, man, see me bluffin', that is what I do
Listen to some good shit, tryna make a substitute
I got so much stuff to do, and I am just a youngin' too
Who just hopped on the scene? Everybody wonders who
But all I know is that we find a safety in rhythm
And that is the reason that I am makin' a shipment
I said it's bumpin'... yeah

[Outro: The Platters]
Living is a dream, when you make it seem
Enchanted (Enchanted)
Lovers take for granted
All the world's aglow, they ought' to know