Expectations
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Gimme a sweet taste of lime Fruits of my labour tasting so ripe Fighting my right to survive Out here shooting my shot on the line I hope you're feeling my vibe I'll spell it out in brail, if you're blind I just wanna go home Wanna go home Turned one-eight last year The past year did a 180 Another 180 Gone full circle and got inside your radius Kinda Just looking for a different angle To cope with the degrees The heat is peak inside and Throat be as teetotal as the pubs Patience is on the tap And the plumber's at home That's where we at That's where we were at Now I've been cursed And lured by the herd trap I'm a sheep to these cats Hasn't been pleasing My lust for seeking Bleeding for it My blood trails looking like Good sales 0's on 0's on 0's Going in circles And Now I'm going back To recapture that satisfaction I haven't had Other Rapper make it sound cooler than that Expect, expect, expect the worst from me Everything you see A courtesy I'm done pretending All this time im lending Gimme a sweet taste of lime Fruits of my labour tasting so ripe Fighting my right to survive Out here shooting my shot on the line I hope you're feeling my vibe If not I'll spell it out in brail if you're blind I just wanna go home Wanna go home Last time it wasn't enough Last time we wasn't stuck Conversations be fluff Sensations need a ree-up I've gotten mixed up with these cocktails Try to hard to get head and I got tails Shots with vodka and we got 12 Slurring my words Hurting with cursive Thinking I've written immersive Written with pen all my verses Far too permanent I wanna cover this shit up But you gather these bits up Turn these crumbs into loafs Now I gotta spend bread to keep the toast They say repetition expecting different results is insanity This is Groundhog Day I'm Bill Murray Go to the club I need bills and money And I'll have leeches, I'm tryna shake Like Indiana jones on a plane with snakes I see all these bad bitches at the clubs And I'm just itching my thumbs But I'm with better friends We just listen to the subs I got nothing but love I respect the lifestyle But at the same time But I couldn't give a f*ck Gimme a sweet taste of lime Fruits of my labour tasting so ripe Fighting my right to survive Out here shooting my shot on the line I hope you're feeling my vibe If not I'll spell it out in brail if you're blind I just wanna go home Wanna go home Gimme a sweet taste of lime Fruits of my labour tasting so ripe Fighting my right to survive Out here shooting my shot on the line I hope you're feeling my vibe If not I'll spell it out in brail if you're blind I just wanna go home Wanna go home
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Written by: Kodi Evans-Carter
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