Pleasures

[Intro: Willie Hutch & Audrey NUNA]
Did I tell you this morning you light up my life?
Yeah I want you to know
Aye, aye

[Chorus]
Yeah I’m on my grind
Yeah I’m up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain’t flicking up
I ain’t picking up
Uh, pleasures
Yeah I’m on my grind
Yeah I’m up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain’t flicking up
I ain’t picking up
Uh, pleasures

[Verse 1]
Aye
Tears drying
While I’m hopping out the station
I got too many fakes manning the tanks you know I’m Peyton
I spent too many nights sipping Kool-Aid I won’t be chasing
Wrist popping still I ain’t no Gerald Clayton... I might
Leave you lonely never leave you in the dust
I always keep this patience for you
Always got my trust
You and I’ll have better days trapezing through the firе
‘Til then I'll right my wrongs, my face up in Esquire

Yеah I'm back again
Yeah I can’t pretend
Pass the acetone
Had my time in Rome
Now it’s time to go
Rock like Benatar
I keep it minimal, city dancing for me guess I should live a little
New Eliza Doolittle
No competition baby
I’ll always be sentimental
I'll always be sentimental
I'll always be, uh
It’s been two years
Check my wrist watch, I'm older
Got angels each shoulder
I slide, I’m Pavlova

[Chorus]
Yeah I’m on my grind
Yeah I’m up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain’t flicking up
I ain’t picking up
Uh, pleasures
I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain’t pickin' up, uh, aye
Yeah I’m on my grind
Yeah I’m up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain’t flicking up
I ain’t picking up
Uh, pleasures
I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain’t pickin' up, aye

[Verse 2]
Moving call me Carole King
Dropping by the Serafin’s
Flooring it
Acid rain I'm pouring in
Pheramone-ing like a pharaoh king
Everybody body wanna dance
But nobody here wanna sing
I got rashes on my back from just sitting on every swing
There’s a party in the back but I never really commit
Now the mansion is burning down guess there’s beauty in everything
In my cabin it’s a famine so I learn to pray
So alone but that’s what happens when you’re spayed
When you’re a spade
Make your money blow it on me, what the people say
So I'm shining like my diamonds shining from my grave
Shining from my grave
Aye

[Chorus]
Yeah I’m on my grind
Yeah I’m up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain’t flicking up
I ain’t picking up
Uh, pleasures
I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain’t pickin' up, yeah
Yeah I’m on my grind
Yeah I’m up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain’t flicking up
I ain’t picking up
Uh, pleasures
I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain’t pickin' up, ah

Yeah I’m on my grind
Yeah I’m up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain’t flicking up
I ain’t picking up
Uh, pleasures
I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain’t pickin' up, ah
Yeah I’m on my grind
Yeah I’m up and up
Yeah I talk a lot
We ain’t flicking up
I ain’t picking up, uh
(I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain’t pickin' up, ah)
I ain't picking up, uh
(I ain't pickin' up, I ain't I ain’t pickin' up, ah)

[Outro: Willie Hutch]
Hello flower
Promise to never let you be without love