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In My Prime (feat. Phil Ade) - Eric Bellinger



     
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In My Prime (feat. Phil Ade) Lyrics


[Verse 1: Eric Bellinger]
I'm on my grind
Every night I flex, they impressed when I'm pullin' up
Phantom every time
Met her ones at the club, she was wasted tryna give it up
Give it up, give it up
When it's over, she say baby, hit my line, we could live it up
I ain't gon' lie
Way she drop it and she twist it, make a nigga wanna do his stuff[Verse 2: Phil Ade]
It's prime time, I'm that 21 Dion, P.O.'s want be on what P on
B on what you see with TV on, 3's in the T-on
The britches on me, cost a bucket
For you to see Lyon, type of shit we on
We on, me and EB, where we belong
Call this, you niggas AC me free on
EBM we on, we at where the money be
And all my bitches now sell flat tummy T, know me
[Pre-Hook: Eric Bellinger]

I know you seen us baby
Made her way out of nowhere
You see the money coming
How 'bout I throw some your way
We going places you ain't never been, yeah
We doing things that you ain't never did, yeah[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
I'm in my prime
I remember those days when a nigga wasn't big enough
That was so easy
They be tryna sub tweet me when I don't pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
Give it up, give it up
Big enough, big enough
But I remember when it wasn't so easy[Verse 3: Eric Bellinger]
Now I'm the one she callin'
Let it go to voicemail once she got a problem
Roof castle boulevardin'
Yeah, now I'm in the Hills feelin' like Hillary Rider
Presidential suite yeah, I made it boy
Tryna see the position that you ain't ready for
I could hold you down in the meantime
Don't need to think twice like a metaphor
You could play the man, you could play the side, yeah
You could come and go, you could stay and ride
Either way, you know I make it to it
I seen better days since you get through it[Verse 4: Phil Ade]
It's for the bottom, my mama, team and my state
I been in my prime like I'm on TV at 8
Yeah, I been gone a while on my island cause niggas fake
It ain't really Jimmy Fallon on calenders, niggas late, just my time nigga[Pre-Hook: Eric Bellinger]
I know you seen us baby
Made her way out of nowhere
You see the money coming
How 'bout I throw some your way
We going places you ain't never been, yeah
We doing things that you ain't never did, yeah[Hook: Eric Bellinger]
I'm in my prime
I remember those days when a nigga wasn't big enough
That was so easy
They be tryna sub tweet me when I don't pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
Give it up, give it up
Big enough, big enough
But I remember when it wasn't so easy

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Los Angeles born and bred singer/songwriter Eric Bellinger's destiny preceded him. Grandson of Jackson 5 hit making songwriter Bobby Day, Bellinger has been singing since before he could speak. Captain of high school football team, the day came for Eric to choose between a scholarship to pursue a football career at the prestigious University of Southern California or follow his passion in music.

Read more about Eric Bellinger on Last.fm.


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