Yeah
Yeah
I was in the living room smoking and sleeping on floors again
I had the confidence to fight the urge to ignore my sins
Turned everything into lessons
Destroyed my entitlement, got some perspective and counted up all my blessings
Stopped stressing, keep pressing and pressing
On and on and on
Through all life throws
Cause it's beautiful
It truly is
When I'm with you we only listen to the same shit
All black, hate mixing colors like a racist
Yeah I spent 2 bands bitch but I ain't rich
I'm a young broke acrobatic young nigga I
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip
Uhh, uhh
Okay I rode on the curb when we slid through yo burb
What happen next I forget but I heard
You had opinions on me and my niggas so that be the reason yo block being purged
You acting scary, I make em scurry
Tell em "hurry, hurry" fore the bullets submerge
Me, my niggas hit that fusion and merge
Iceberg we gon freeze em and
Tempers flaring 'til he swim with herrings
Feel like Deion but I run the field like I'm Barry
No preparing ain't no sparing it's apparent
Niggas daring me from chill to hysteric
Mary got my lungs blacker than Reddick
Hop up out the bed swag is apparent
Merge
Empty, replace, and retrace if you have to
Give her a taste turn her face to a vacuum
Put it on the corner of her eye like a tattoo, had to give her each inch for a bad mood
F*ck through a heartbreak and fight with a smile
I ain't felt like this in a while
Booger colored bills fill up my pockets, nigga stop it you ain't got motion you wild
When I'm with you we only listen to the same shit
All black, hate mixing colors like a racist
Yeah I spent 2 bands bitch but I ain't rich
I'm a young broke acrobatic young nigga I
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip
Uhh, uhh, uhh
When I'm with you we only talk about the same shit
Ra ra ra 'bout why a hoe basic
Turn a lil turnt bitch out, but I don't trick
Money spread, all blue, hella dead racists
Still a young broke acrobatic young nigga I
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip
Uhh, uhh, uhh
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Yeah
Yeah
I was in the living room smoking and sleeping on floors again
I had the confidence to fight the urge to ignore my sins
Turned everything into lessons
Destroyed my entitlement, got some perspective and counted up all my blessings
Stopped stressing, keep pressing and pressing
On and on and on
Through all life throws
Cause it's beautiful
It truly is
When I'm with you we only listen to the same shit
All black, hate mixing colors like a racist
Yeah I spent 2 bands bitch but I ain't rich
I'm a young broke acrobatic young nigga I
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip
Uhh, uhh
Okay I rode on the curb when we slid through yo burb
What happen next I forget but I heard
You had opinions on me and my niggas so that be the reason yo block being purged
You acting scary, I make em scurry
Tell em "hurry, hurry" fore the bullets submerge
Me, my niggas hit that fusion and merge
Iceberg we gon freeze em and
Tempers flaring 'til he swim with herrings
Feel like Deion but I run the field like I'm Barry
No preparing ain't no sparing it's apparent
Niggas daring me from chill to hysteric
Mary got my lungs blacker than Reddick
Hop up out the bed swag is apparent
Merge
Empty, replace, and retrace if you have to
Give her a taste turn her face to a vacuum
Put it on the corner of her eye like a tattoo, had to give her each inch for a bad mood
F*ck through a heartbreak and fight with a smile
I ain't felt like this in a while
Booger colored bills fill up my pockets, nigga stop it you ain't got motion you wild
When I'm with you we only listen to the same shit
All black, hate mixing colors like a racist
Yeah I spent 2 bands bitch but I ain't rich
I'm a young broke acrobatic young nigga I
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip
Uhh, uhh, uhh
When I'm with you we only talk about the same shit
Ra ra ra 'bout why a hoe basic
Turn a lil turnt bitch out, but I don't trick
Money spread, all blue, hella dead racists
Still a young broke acrobatic young nigga I
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip
Uhh, uhh, uhh
Yeah
I was in the living room smoking and sleeping on floors again
I had the confidence to fight the urge to ignore my sins
Turned everything into lessons
Destroyed my entitlement, got some perspective and counted up all my blessings
Stopped stressing, keep pressing and pressing
On and on and on
Through all life throws
Cause it's beautiful
It truly is
When I'm with you we only listen to the same shit
All black, hate mixing colors like a racist
Yeah I spent 2 bands bitch but I ain't rich
I'm a young broke acrobatic young nigga I
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip
Uhh, uhh
Okay I rode on the curb when we slid through yo burb
What happen next I forget but I heard
You had opinions on me and my niggas so that be the reason yo block being purged
You acting scary, I make em scurry
Tell em "hurry, hurry" fore the bullets submerge
Me, my niggas hit that fusion and merge
Iceberg we gon freeze em and
Tempers flaring 'til he swim with herrings
Feel like Deion but I run the field like I'm Barry
No preparing ain't no sparing it's apparent
Niggas daring me from chill to hysteric
Mary got my lungs blacker than Reddick
Hop up out the bed swag is apparent
Merge
Empty, replace, and retrace if you have to
Give her a taste turn her face to a vacuum
Put it on the corner of her eye like a tattoo, had to give her each inch for a bad mood
F*ck through a heartbreak and fight with a smile
I ain't felt like this in a while
Booger colored bills fill up my pockets, nigga stop it you ain't got motion you wild
When I'm with you we only listen to the same shit
All black, hate mixing colors like a racist
Yeah I spent 2 bands bitch but I ain't rich
I'm a young broke acrobatic young nigga I
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip
Uhh, uhh, uhh
When I'm with you we only talk about the same shit
Ra ra ra 'bout why a hoe basic
Turn a lil turnt bitch out, but I don't trick
Money spread, all blue, hella dead racists
Still a young broke acrobatic young nigga I
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip, flip
Uhh, uhh, uhh
Writer: Anthony Hamilton
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid