Behenno - Rest lyrics

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Behenno - Rest lyrics

[Intro] ‘Henno! [Verse 1] Rose gold soul, don’t buss it They tryna give you the world, don’t trust it Last year life was peak, right now I’m at the summit Been around the whole world, not from it That’s why I’m still tryna get adjusted Aye, aye, aye, nah, them man they don’t want it Rest, they run their mouth with chest Who they tryna impress? Spit it out, confess Yeah, bless, yeah, I’m feeling so blessed Worked on the process, then it turned to progress, yes [Chorus] Left foot, right foot, spin it round, you know I do it best That drip, that fit, that kid, I’m lit from head to chest to crepes I patterned, patterned work, I did that dirt with that finesse I did that verse so unrehearsed, so now I claim the best [Verse 2] Sending for me that’s a mess If you do it, I beg do your best Why you looking so vexed? Rest, destress At the table they wanna be fed But they ain’t brought no bread Steady counting these cheques Now I don’t know what’s next Rest, rest, I ain’t taking no rest I been up all night, just a little obsessed Chess, chess, no checkers, just chess King surrounded by squares Won’t sell my soul for no cheque [Chorus] Left foot, right foot, spin it round, you know I do it best That drip, that fit, that kid, I’m lit from head to chest to crepes I patterned, patterned work, I did that dirt with that finesse I did that verse so unrehearsed, so now I claim the best [Verse 3] Out of the blue from the 65 That’s where I was born, I can’t help but shine Meet me at PV by Sinai Drive Look alive, look alive The engine, the meter in overdrive Step after survival, you start to thrive First got to put in the overtime It’s out there, I’m getting mine Rest, rest Don’t mention none of the rest I’m cruising in my own lane Keeping a steady head Rest, rest I still give them respect ‘Cause I got blessings to bless And I ain’t wearing a vest [Chorus] Left foot, right foot, spin it round, you know I do it best That drip, that fit, that kid, I’m lit from head to chest to crepes I patterned, patterned work, I did that dirt with that finesse I did that verse so unrehearsed, so now I claim the best [Outro] ‘Henno!

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