Kamal. – free flow (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Kamal. reveals the music video for the J Moon-produced piece of music titled “free flow,” off the coming project – so here you are, drowning. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the track, mp3 download.

Kamal. Free Flow

Kamal. – free flow (prod. J Moon)

16 February 2023
1 Song, 3 minutes
Neighbourhood Recordings; ℗ 2023 Neighbourhood Recordings

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Lyrics

[Chorus]
Champagne on free flow
Really don’t get no sleep, though
I been outside all week, nobody on my mind but you
I like details
Like the perfume with the weed smells
Even in the way you speak, feels heavy on the déjà vu

[Verse 1]
I be so drunk, can’t put me on a story
Three nights on stage
You would see me in a grave ‘fore you tell me I’m sorry
So you fly out states and you want to ignore me
These days she stays on the camera like Ciesay, so she don’t call me

[Chorus]
Champagne on free flow
Really don’t get no sleep, though
I been outside all week, nobody on my mind but you
I like details
Like the perfume with the weed smells
Even in the way you speak, feels heavy on the déjà vu

[Verse 2]
I been up late night for the endorphins
Don’t make no sense
Leave me in the past tense and I feel like I’m falling
Used to be the cashmere sheets with the blinds down
Now we don’t get no sleep on the road
And we all roll deep on a weekend
But I spend the rest of the week on my own

[Chorus]
Champagne running free flow
Really don’t get no sleep, though
I been outside all week, nobody on my mind but you
I like details
Like the perfume with the weed smells
Even in the way you speak, feels heavy on the déjà vu

[Bridge]
Bright lights always got a dark side
I think it’s the last time I fall in love
And I’m a fall guy, always got my hands tied
Running up a landslide, watching you go

[Chorus]
Champagne running free flow (Free flow)
Really don’t get no sleep, though
I been outside all week, nobody on my mind but you
I like details
Like the perfume with the weed smells
Even in the way you speak, feels heavy on the déjà vu

[Verse 1]
I be so drunk, can’t put me on a story
Three nights on stage
You would see me in a grave ‘fore you tell me I’m sorry
So you fly out states and you want to ignore me
These days she stays on the camera like Ciesay, so she don’t call me

[Outro]
So she don’t call me, I was on York Street
I was in downtown missing my morphine
Running on empty, feeling all fucked up
Baby, don’t tempt me, you know I’m lovestruck
Used to be cashmere sheets with the blinds down
Now we don’t get no sleep on the road
And we all roll deep on a weekend
But I spend the rest of the week on my own