Letra de 'Intuition' de Jade Novah

I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
So don't you bring that round me
Don't you bring that round me
Don't you kill my energy
Don't you bring that round me
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah

I'm on another dimension
People like you, we don't mention
Do what we do, no permission
Niggas is lacking my vision
I be chilling blowing smoke
Bob Marley with the blow
Why you fucking up my zone?
Why you fucking up my zone?

I never run with the run way
I like to run in my own lane
Ya'll ho hum like a Monday
Y'all be thinking I'm competing
Andale, andale, andale
So far behind, you in front of me
I can see you from a mile away
I can see you from a mile away

I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
So don't you bring that round me
Don't you bring that round me
Don't you kill my energy
Don't you bring that round me
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah

Try to keep up they attention
I go with my intuition
Me and my crew, we so gifted
You on the ground, we stay lifted
Forget everything you know
Forget everything they told
I ain't buying what they sold
I ain't buying what they sold

I never run with the run way
I like to run in my own lane
Ya ho hum like a Monday
Y'all be thinking I'm competing
Andale, andale, andale
So far behind, you in front of me
I can see you from a mile away
I can see you from a mile away

I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
So don't you bring that round me
Don't you bring that round me
Don't you kill my energy
Don't you bring that round me
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah

Head up in the stars, no ceiling
I feel like a star for a reason
I love my vibes like I love my broccoli
You don't vibe with it, stay from off of me
Looking round and these clouds surrounding me
Looking up 'cause that's where you wanna be
Jumping over mars for the weekend
I think I might stay till the world ends
Feeling high like I lit the broccoli
You don't vibe with it, stay from off of me
Looking round and these clouds surrounding me
Looking up 'cause I'm who you wanna see

I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah
I spy with my third eye someone tryna kill my vibe
So don't you bring that round me
Don't you bring that round me
Don't you kill my energy
Don't you bring that round me
Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, oh, yeah