Lyrics:
Like writing, and agriculture. Such a big deal
Maybe I'm crazy but shit dude I just feel
To identify your heritage with 2% of history
Is a limited
sight
Cause I can't take it
All this waiting
It just brings me down
It always feels like
You're just too far
Then there you are
Your more beautiful than
damn why it feel like its saturday mornin in this b****.girl
in the corner lookin like dora the explorer.
bartender lookin like stewart griffin.
then produce the sounds that fill up our bank accounts
Man I feel i’m top of things like a pitcher's mound
I run them in and out like i’m dicking them
biking with a skirt on it.
Riding from Oxford in Mississippi.
Don’t feel nothing, just simulate.
A tennis player, a word with a fate.
Use the utensil,
necessity
Brown weed they stressing me
I dont like a bitch that find a way to make my best feel less than me
I was high off ectasy
They get drunk off jealousy
semi
Spark a spliffy all the real niggas they gotta feel me
From memphis to kansas city decatur to mississippi
St. Louis to southern philly chicago
inch heels imported straight from Charlotte Rouse
Don't have to hate. Congratulate. That's how the coffee brews
And I like all of my gospel music Chopped
with wine up to y'all
And then somebody grabbed me, threw me outta my chair
Said, "Before you can eat, you gotta dance like Fred Astaire"
You know I
with wine up to y'all
And then somebody grabbed me, threw me outta my chair
Said, "Before you can eat, you gotta dance like Fred Astaire"
You know I
I know I'm new but I don't play like I'm an amateur
Thinking I'm a sit the bench I'm about to damage your
Perception with this warm reception
Feel
demons they hate me
They chase me, trying to rape me, break me
Shoot me in the back cause they're not man enough to face me
Lately
I feel like the world
Honestly Johnny b Goode go on cast your spell
While I have visions of Raven Simone posing for black tail
I can feel they purposely making this black
You're the Colosseum,
You're the top! You're the Louvre Museum,
You're a melody from a symphony by Strauss,
You're a Bendel bonnet, a Shakespeart
fuck hoes from time to time
Prolific with this shit, I feel like Nipsey in his fuckin' prime
I ain't pressed by that shit you doin' cause I been did it
the matter, sweets? Did you feel the baby kick?
Or do you feel like you should go to the john and be sick?"
She said, "An unsettling feeling just shot through
Mississippi ain't too far we took that drive back in December
No indictments no excitement when this all you rap about
Switch up the flow and close the do' you
Opportunity knockin'
A nigga was out for coffee
Inadequate like my window
The Grammy's is way too lofty
And I could stay here forever
I could
Walking barefoot down highway 61
Wolf is howling got me on the run
Muddy waters ringing in my ears
Feels like I ain't been home in years
Bad luck
of a friend is what's remembered in the end
It is a debt that is a pleasure to repay
And it never feels like we're getting any older
But the memories build
and drink, yuh,
I run with that play by play in life's competition, schemin' with the homies like it's an expedition, fresh like it's in the fuckin' kitchen,
stop for some dancin', and a couple of beers
Then they ran my butt on into Arizona
Heard I was wanted out in Oklahoma
Made me feel like I was
realistic hooks
Like a fisherman's brook
An efficient outlook
To disintegrate the foundation shook
By that babbling brook
Shoulda offed her
Left her sleepin
unpacked, I'm piring, I can't settle
If she don't perpetuate a nice body like Ali
I can't look for it, say it arbitrarily, fan tax for a track
Feel like filet
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