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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Duvon Turmon
Songwriter
Lyrics
These niggas want cinematics
Well I guess I'm Tarantino now
Spitting bars these niggas was at the bars tearing Tito's down
Too much going on it's hard to keep a smile
Too much emotions and I'd rather not leave them to pile
Me and my ex ain't speak in a while
Numbers I don't even dial
Flowing like a river gotta carry a key of the Nile
Waiting for pats on the back like we feeding a child
I'm versatile you know your verse can't compete with the style
They breaking code I'm telling them that ain't even allowed
They get the stuttering like the kids who hate reading aloud
Let my homies come back and tell me that you speaking wild
Like a swimming class we gonna have to take feet off the ground
Better yet leave them to drown
I'll have them falling out the crib like they Cleveland Brown
Peep the crowd for some women I could leave aroused
If they some spinners then I'll be around
I remember being at these college parties trying to make a play
Saying crazy shit I wouldn't say today
Shooting then I aim away
Speig telling me we gotta pave the way
Pushing product for everybody call us J&J
I be feeling just like I'm Denzel in Training Day
I got flaws but I'm still irreproachable
Very irreplaceable I could be a coach for you
Haven't been yourself as of lately so I don't know it's you
And I wonder why I don't notice you
Loud until quiet comes I'm boutta Flying Lotus you
They love me cause I'm notable and every line is quotable
It's me and my brothers got me feeling like that Jonas group
I ain't gotta tell you my name just check out my melody
My insecurities was once disgusted as my enemy
But nowadays they just trying to know the remedy
That make the hoes say my name more than once like Mr. Kennedy
I could sense the jealousy in every laugh it's skeptic
They on these apps looking apoplectic
That's they aesthetic
Cold-hearted but I never felt to grab a medic
Everybody's apathetic so you act pathetic
I was missing out on a lot
Niggas from the couch to the block
Looking out for the cops
I was in the house looking for a route to the top
Alternatives would just amount to a stop
But if we talking frequencies I gotta keep em high
Lost my appetite when I had seen that they was feeding lies
Send my love to the people who wanna see me try
Just stay tuned you'll see what's coming next like a tv guide
Writer(s): Duvon Turmon
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