Lyrics:
phone
I had to go call my rabbi
Man I mean my pastor
Oh wait I mean my best friend
Homie you're nothing less than
Me when I'm manifesting these crazy
it spitefully
Try to fit myself into society took awhile to see
That it's a fight for me living with myself and this anxiety
Always try to take me by
In the center of the darkness
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By
the night
That nigga trippin' by the L, but that's a part of life
Bro, if you teach you how to make a living, gotta play it right
Send him up like Ben Frank,
Pure Grain, hold it in and let it out
Bouncin' like a bunny hunny, tell the shorty set it out
Get in where we fit in, we gon' try our best to sell it
Breakbeats and windmills on concrete
Covered by cardboard, seafloor to skyline
Bottom line, in rhyme yo, put in time you shine
That's right sometimes I
jealous of me
Excuse my drip I’m sorry
Drip don’t fit they salty
New shades
Made overseas by Bvlgari
Can't see the haters on me
I'm riding doly lonely
I’m
skin, didn't even kinda fit
The stereotype in which they supplied me with
Didn't try to fit in and I was fine with it
Tryin' to find a glimpse of hope in
I bumped into friend of mine in the council line back in spring time
She said “I didn’t think I’d see you here
Didn’t I hear you were hitting the big
Stuck in this matrix and saying this shit's like the simulation theory
I'm surrounded by these people, but I feel there's no one near me
Kind
body on broaders, that's all I know
Mansion on Washetona 6 figures on the floor
Double R and DR watched by Uptown security guards
10 G's a ki, 36 o's
sent to get our hopes up a bit?
Whether or not you did doesn't change the fact I will become the best of fits
I am a contortionist
Are you my wife or my
really bad
Had to flex
Was feeling pressed
By everybody in my corner said they looking for my best
My contacts might need a vision test
Said it was
me aside
Do you want me just makeup your mind
Its gon' be easy when I leave you behind me
I don't wanna be your side piece
Tried my best to stick by
fuck a false arrest
This Off-White fit that I rock, shit permanent
The fro that I grow got no perm in it
Hmm, a nigga late but he best dressed
Got
had to pay my price
The things I did not know at first
I learned by doin' twice
Ah, but still they come to haunt me
Still they want their say
So
fuck a false arrest
This Off-White fit that I rock, shit permanent
The fro that I grow got no perm in it
Hmm, a nigga late but he best dressed
Got
had to pay my price
The things I did not know at first
I learned by doin' twice
Ah, but still they come to haunt me
Still they want their say
So
know where to next, my life is changing by the minute
Hope hope I'm hoping for the best
Right now I'm searching for a sign
Cause I'm lost I'm alone
(That's right)
We paving the way, stay in yo lane
Follow the line, you see the sign
Men at work (work, work, work, work)
Men at work (work, work, work,
Walked in the club and you know I be dripping
Bros by my side you know we be sipping
She hit my line she hella fine
She hit my phone and I couldn't
This the other side you never see, like five nine
But she gon' buy it if the shoe fits damn
No, I don't abide by you
Shawty see an eater she can, drive
be'n
Nei ta den gule
Nei ta den røde
Vi synger Åååå Åååå Åååå Åååå Åååå
Ja nå er det fest
Ja det kan vi best
Vi synger Åååå Åååå Åååå Åååå Åååå
Og den
all that you see is blurred lines
Lord help me not to fall under
Doing my best to survive
In this concrete jungle
In this concrete jungle
Lord help me
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