Overpade - foot in the sand (feat. Captain Morg)

The Age of Aquarius
What did it mean to you
555 (Gango)

Good grief
I swear to you I feel it coming back to me
So now i'm looking for a wallet on a seat yeah
I'll move a mountain fore' a mountains movin me
You niggas mountains if you knowing what I mean, yeah
You in my way, i gotta leave i gotta leave, yeah
(I gotta go, gotta go)
You in my way, i gotta leave i gotta leave, yeah
(I gotta go)

Can't take a nigga who is winning without you
I had to grow up too fast
Boy I had to get it without you (Yeah, aye)
Dime with the kicks he golden (Okay)
Guide my teeth, better run my mouth he foldin (Oh)
Never let a nigga be open
Im playing it smart
You know i'll just wait in the ocean

I wish my problems still were girls
Even in another world
I been fighting spirits
Oh my dearest
Can you see me girl
My win ain't nothing in your globe
But you focused on the dough
I guess all the plottin and the scheming
Makes a demon though

Good grief
I swear to you I feel it coming back to me
So now i'm looking for a wallet on a seat yeah
I'll move a mountain fore' a mountains movin me
You niggas mountains if you knowing what I mean, yeah
You in my way, i gotta leave i gotta leave, yeah
(I gotta go, gotta go)
You in my way, i gotta leave i gotta leave, yeah
(I gotta go)
(Yeah, yeah, aye)
Why do they hate to see me win?
Why do they hate to see me win?
Why do they hate to see me win-win-win?
Why do they hate to see me win? (I don't know)

This calls for balance (Ooh)
I'm losing balance (Yeah)
I was rooting for you
I was rooting for you
I was rooting for you (I was rooting for you)

Why do they hate to see me win? (I don't know)
Why do they hate to see me win? (I don't know)
Why do they hate?
Why do they hate to see me win? (I don't know)

This calls for balance (This calls for balance)
I'm losing balance (Yeah)
I was rooting for you
I was rooting for you
I was rooting for you (I was rooting for you)

Follow your dreams and you'll go far
Follow your dreams and you'll go far
The drugs, the pills, the pain, the feels
What could I kill, when this was real
The drugs, the pills, the pain, the feels
What could I kill
(I was rooting for you)
The drugs, the pills, the pain, the feels (Ooh)
What could I kill, when this was real (Ooh)
The drugs, the pills, the pain, the feels
What could I kill, when this was real

Written by:
Michael Myrthil

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