[Verse 1: Gowe] A sense of calmness lands on my shoulders and palms While the storms of my life gets me i sneak to the back empty And I gently, pull the door and glide through with a ‘sup Eddy’ This club’s ready i feel the notes falling like confetti I order my drink normal except i add rocks to dilute it I take a sip and then stop to talk shop to...Learn More