Lyrics:
You are just a stitch in the fabric of our time
Your temperament doesn’t suit your tie
You’re making me so
Wound up tight
You’re making me so
Wound
Destroyers in nature
It's just the fabric of us, our mistakes feeble-minded
Moderate to severe idiocy
The "most intelligent" creatures
I hardly ever wear
Black hoodie but the fabric's made of leather
Looking fresh like I was Fred Astaire, with a better head of hair
With no fedora
that Yeat (Yo)
They study Yeat (Yo) they study Yeat
She say "Oh my God, " she love me
She say "Oh my God, "
(yeah) and we got all the fabrics (yeah)
She
wild
Got a couple bad habits
Used to love a rich nigga
Used to have a bad bitch
Now I wanna fly across
The world for the fabrics
I don't need
Greet the fabric pattern chain
Seen the time and time again
Pick it up where others fall
Rush to replicate it all
They return in silver suits
murder without any reason
A killer instinct that enslaves
Endangered dying species for societies
Fabric nameless tools lost their face
Atrocity
blingin with karats
Cops see me in Maddox, then let ya dame have it, flames to the attic
The stains on ya fabric, the paint in the graphic
Canibus and G
following the same thread
ripping the fabric of subconsciousness
denying the predestined path
guiding us to the origin on the end
more weight than
tonight that ain’t even no question x3
She gotta go but she love all my antics
Customs clothes all my fabrics are handpicked
She don’t smoke just a little
Yea
Not a lot Mothafuccas Wanna help me get bag Now they want to come sit at table wit but i Laugh
Monclear dont Care Gucci Short Fabrics on my ass
sunless sunflower
By the sink
You wear me out like fabric Replace my favourite jacket That I’ve worn every day
And I love how it feels the same like satin
the fabric of this world
We'll shake the fabric of this world
But I can't lie to you my friend
I've never felt so old
And I won't lie to you my friend
I've
pussy capping
Don't lie about some action
I know you soft like fabric
Blacked out don't know what happened
Red eyes yea
I'm way too high yea
I think I
to roll yourself out
I train my demons flying kites
They're soft, they're silky
Soft silk fabric demon spikes
You know that I'm just slow
I'll stay
elastic
See the fit
This foreign fabric
Keep the static
Know some dudes who tote Automatics
She a whore
She a slut
She a model
So you think I really give
it
Designer my fabric, right (Designer my fabric)
My bitch wild, I swear that she gnaw like rabbit, huh
a wonderful day, ey
And anything you want you can have it
I put some drip on your fabrics
And baby i don't know what happened
But when we pull up they be
traffic
Heard that boy broke, shit must be tragic
Dick in her mouth, shawty be gagging
Always on drip, Supreme for the fabric
I’m smoking Jattic swerving
I have ripped sails
Knives are busting through the fabric
Only so long before I fall apart
I have ripped sails
These records work like magic
Through
the fabric, now these bitches be like there he go
But I know the struggle I could never be an "a-whole"
But I cant from nothing, turned to something
Feels great
magical moralistic making all the people in their homes all shaking to their bones it's making up their fabric
But they really shouldn't believe that shit
man in her captions
And no we not cut the same, we from two different fabrics
She know if we ever argue ima do the dash bitch
Leave right out yo life
you not a challenger
I'm cut from a whole 'nother motherfuckin fabric
I'm sipping on red lil nigga no Dracula
These niggas ain't street these niggas
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