Lyrics:
really not
Skeptics unpolished, students, professors, scholars
Soon to forget and acknowledge, led by what their reading
Missing sense that is common -
or tinder?
TIM: I... am an enchanter.
ARTHUR: By what name are you known?
TIM: There are some who call me... Tim?
ARTHUR: Greetings, Tim the Enchanter.
the dangers of jorts
My confidence cannot be cracked cause I'm the king of the dorks
Man, I must be doing something wrong
Regurgitating things I like may not
hard to do religion while always breaking the rules
Please do as you choose
My niggas I'm living life
If you think I'm living wrong
Please tell me what's
West
What up
How are you?
I'm awesome
I know you're doing a ton
Of interviews right now, this
Is the first time you've been to Amp radio
So I have
never bite the hand
But I said fuck it, I gotta win
Did shit that'll never fade
Can't talk about it in my dark place
Blue skies they turn to grey
No David
even when you're wrong
And hope that at least one of you sing about me when I'm gone
Am I worth it?
Did I put enough work in?
When the lights shut
fighting
Never hiding
Who I am
Forever climbing
No regrets
And no returning
Always proud
That I got through it
All my colors were grey
Didn't know what
a missing uncle and another need a kidney flip
Face says I been stressed
I got a aunt getting her ass kicked by MS
Nigga, why am I here? For the look, for
putting the green over the grey
I get it rollin' by doing shit every day
I get it goin' without the stick and the fame
I put my soul in, and commit to this
David: I...
Melvin: Can turn a grey sky blue, uh...
Melvin: I can make it rain,
Whenever I want it to, huh!
Paul: I can build a castle
From
on leaving
How she hates what she does but she needs it
I asked her what she was doing, it's the weekend
And she said, she said
I don't know myself
I
doing
What am I
I put too much pressure on me
I know you do it too
So don't get to trippin on me
I just was hoping to be special
To remove some gray
fly that I defy the laws of physics
I ain't think it was possible for a
Check to have this many digit's
Mathematically exquisite
Am I cocky just
To have Common Sense
I mean whats wrong with you dawg
Nowadays you like the boy
Who cried wolf tickets
Tryna provoke me with false threats
Cause I guess
the Wall
Raised by the Starks, you not cut from this cloth
Like when Briggs bodied Sloth Quarter tough, barnone, bah hum bug
What I'm saying to your top one
forks in
Self absorption
Skeletor, I went to hell and fell a floor
A predator, I'm headed for competitors
Better warn 'em, what I lack in tact
Bullied by a couple of misogynists
Scheming every second and I'm plottin this
Finna overtake another rotten diss
How are you doing, I'm terrible
All
while you’re doing it wrong
Like what type of mic are you doing it on
You know half good MC's ruin a song
I'm like why are they doing it wrong that's
ain't to change. I am the same. I'm just not saying yes
What what what now you looking at me like what what what he switched up on me overnight
I guess
wonders
Maybe you can do something
I can't
So don't stop doing it
Don't stop doing it
Baby, you can do wonders ...
Just a notion
Just a notion -
time is right now
No need to wait for the rain to dry out
I ain't phased by them grey clouds
Don't you bring me them grey clouds
No matter what comes
sometimes
Because I found this
Elation through what I am doing right now
Being the best at what I do
Because that's the only goal
That I have set up in
My
(Raiatouille)
Really, what are you even saying my nigga?(Shit)
Shit, why you stop though?
Going back in I can't disappear
I am not David Blaine
They callin' me
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