An Interlude Called ‘Circus’ Lyrics by Saba feat. Eryn Allen Kane is the latest English song from the album “Few Good Things”. An Interlude Called ‘Circus’ lyrics were written by Joseph Chilliams, Eryn Allen Kane & Saba while the song is produced by daedaePIVOT, Daoud & Saba.
An Interlude Called ‘Circus’ Track Info:
Song: | An Interlude Called ‘Circus’ |
Album: | Few Good Things |
Singer: | Saba feat. Eryn Allen Kane |
Produce by: | daedaePIVOT, Daoud & Saba |
Lyrics: | Joseph Chilliams, Eryn Allen Kane & Saba |
An Interlude Called ‘Circus’ Lyrics
Chillin’ on the westside, everything was perfect
Back in 2012 before our record hit the surface
Had a few girls I was jugglin’, I ain’t ever did the circus
Had the phone by Motorola, but that bitch was out of service
My cargo in and out like you [?] resuscitate it
On the way, but only fifty-fifty chance we make it
And we never say “Goodbye”, no “See you ’round”, no “See you later”
Ayy, this Chicago (This Chicago, nigga)
‘Bout time, I think it’s ’bout time
Back then we didn’t abide by
Now I turn this [?] up ([?]), I think about us
Chillin’ on the, uh, yeah, everything was perfеct
All the small things of bein’ broke I nеver got to notice
I took everything for granted went the moment was slow motion
Got into a fender bender, ribs were broken, it was total
Not to sound like I don’t appreciate what they pay me
But all the days in the basement we tryin to recreate it
Was I into freaky lady, from my high school now he on shit
Lookin’ at how he glow up, fifty-fifty ’til she gone
Chillin’ on the westside, everything was perfect
Back in 2012 before our record hit the surface
Had a few girls I was jugglin’, I ain’t ever did the circus
Had the phone by Motorola, but that (Blink motherfucker)
My cargo in and out like you [?] resuscitate it
On the way, but only fifty-fifty chance we make it
And we never say “Goodbye”, no “See you ’round”, no “See you later”
Ayy, this Chicago (This Chicago, nigga)