Damien the Architect - Stolen from the Wild Lyrics

It feel like I got stole from the wild
Freak I'm going out
You can't keep my love in this cage you can't keep a child
You a fine thang thing mami but ya boy is out
This the last walk in the park to hear you run ya mouth
Huh so Run it all out til it's empty then fill it up
Gon and hit the gas station too
You can let him feel you up
I really don't give a f*ck
I really don't give a (Ugh)

I'm noticing that I was sad at the fact I been broke for a minute huh yeah
You bringing him up in the Times of our lives are you happy you did it huh yeah
Recycling memories energy finicky I see how you living huh yeah
You cycling tendencies habits is having a way with you baby
I love you through all the days and the nights you put up w me baby
You thinking all wrong bout the sights from your eyes find some silence lil baby
Complain about guidance I told you I got it you told me you got it
I told you I'll help you you told me I'm special and it's not my problem
We do this together we in this forever ain't no doubt about it
So bowel your vowels and move in the shit that'll help you up out it
Find you a pilot and if you don't trust em then say you ain't flying
Just say you ain't buying then walk out the store with no want to riot
Move out your circles
Clear out your time
It's been a while now
But it's still on my mind
You can't find love
Where it don't exist
I'm in the wilderness
With nothing but this

It feel like I got stole from the wild
Freak I'm going out
You can't keep my love in this cage you can't keep a child
You a fine thang thang mami but ya boy is out
This the last walk in the park to hear you run ya mouth
Huh so Run it all out til it's empty then fill it up
Gon and hit the gas station too
You can let him feel you up
I really don't give a f*ck
I really don't give a (Ugh)

Writing my present life here in the now
You gotta habit of making me smile
You gotta hell of a way yeah you smart
You can't keep trying to pull yourself down
You gotta bag that you flip for nothing
Looking for Keys when they stuck in the door
You got the heels and the bag you stuntin
You gotta business you laying the floor
You got designer and vintage galore
You got the mystic inside of the physical
Feeling the feeling of wanting you more
Yeah I'm still tryna get you more spiritual
But I accept you for who you are
Lost my L's tryna "hero" at war
You battle my wounds end up
Lion with Scar
You should banish me and make me go far
But where's the best location for a star?
Space
Wait
Place the face
On the wrist with a rolly
You ain't no rookie
But you ain't no role play
Baby you the real thing
Wheel go four ways
Turn on the turn pike
I-25 hype
Hands on the pink slip
Yours on the half pipe
We just might skate out
Order all the take out
Make out for we make out
What the next day or night or life bout
Bop like crime mob
Victim to the safe house
Combination right there
You either break out or break down

It feel like I got stole from the wild
Freak I'm going out
You can't keep my love in this cage you can't keep a child
You a fine thang thang mami but ya boy is out
This the last walk in the park to hear you run ya mouth
Huh so Run it all out til it's empty then fill it up
Gon and hit the gas station too
You can let him feel you up
I really don't give a f*ck
I really don't give a (Ugh)