WISHBONE

Follow 0 fans

Kirby Gage

2:26

1 View

Playlists:

#1

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!

How do we decide that we gon' be fine, this water and wine
Set fire to the city, We stuck in divide, the angels in cried, and baby you cute
But no you ain't pretty, they watchin' me glide
It's a tip toe with a flip phone in my side, got a piece stuck to the hip bone
It's a wishbone to survive, I'm out of control
And I wont atone for all of my sins, yes I done did it
They sent me a gift, they sent me a sign
The day that I read it, but on it was written
They scared of my rhymes, they scared of my lines
They scared of they lies, cause they keep it hidden
And I'm cuttin' ties, cause some of you died, or didn't reply
Or didn't f*ck with the vision, I don't got time, superstition
They sent Kirby Gage on a mission, they don't read the paper condition
I don't really f*ck with your tradition, I ain't takin' shit with no commission
No, no, no, you ain't forgiven, look it up and read the definition
I ain't fuckin' with your opposition
lock it in, let's go, tell me what you missin'
Yeah, and you can f*ck with me, but baby that's a new addition
I said that I'm done looking back, there's no reminiscin'
Set up the trap, they try to attack, it's time to extract
And put on a mask, How do we decide that we gon' be fine, this water and wine
Set fire to the city, We stuck in divide, the angels in cried, and baby you cute
But no you ain't pretty, they watchin' me glide
It's a tip toe with a flip phone in my side, got a piece stuck to the hip bone
That's a wishbone to survive
I eat it so good
I'm sendin' her ass straight to new dimensions
I'm cutting it in up, make incision
But still y'all be trippin'
You better defuse the tension
I'm sayin' it over and over and over again
But still they refuse to listen
And I be tunnel vision, I'm fine
Stuck on the line
Stick with this hypertension
I got high potential
They all act pretentious
I got high credentials
Movin' conscientious
Know I manifest it
As I'm down the range
I be dead and center
I almost take the message
The old me I left it
Never felt accepted
Always felt rejected
I left them a message
Show'em where I'm headed
Headed down the barrel
Like it's Midwestern
An efficient weapon
Let's go
Whoa
I'm losin' control
Mama said come home
How do we decide that we gon' be fine, this water and wine
Set fire to the city, We stuck in divide, the angels in cried, and baby you cute
But no you ain't pretty, they watchin' me glide
It's a tip toe with a flip phone in my side, got a piece stuck to the hip bone
It's a wishbone to survive

 Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!