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 Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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