Atrium (feat. Vale-Smith) Video (MV)

I saw you look at me the wrong way, I ain't talking bout the way you thinking
I'm saying you looking at me with them puppy dog eyes, no blinking
And I'm saying I'm not ready, yeah girl I can't do it to you
Won't engage cause otherwise ima break your heart, I ain't new to you
So how it feel when you hear it spelled out so clear
How it feel from the bowels of the undue nears
I've been saying the same thing since I came here
But had to spell it out cause you weirdos don't run 'round here
Y'all don't respect cloud rap, trap music, think it's dumb
You was cruel, see you paint him
Not a fool, I don't blame it on you
Go ahead, get the other system, yeah
Flee for me, I pick a victim, yeah
Get down, yeah scrap for me
I come through and I plead the victim, huh, yeah
Riding with me in a round, yeah, he taking a killing, uh, yeah
He plotting, that boy so fire, yeah, he move with the rhythm
If it's blissful, don't cut her up
If it's blissful, don't cut her up
Don't chop it up, like a sample done by Vale-Smith
When he not with the sauce
So I gotta just scat down, strap down
Packed up, get her packed up, yeah
Run out with a new rhythm, yeah, road rage getting blacked out
Get packed in with a reaper dozen
I've been up, and the reaper fronting
I've been taking off on her for nothing
How you put me up, it's not done when
Think that everybody is a prophet
Nobody knows shit, yeah, nadie, nadie
Everybody wanna be the Socrates, but they don't know bout the body
I'm rapping, I knew that I was, yuh, white Peggy, just tapped in
Real boy, sauced up, loaded, I ain't capping, boy, uh
Yeah I got me a new wrist, uh
Yeah I got me a new bitch
All them internal battles, I ain't keeping score
Sorry for my language Ma, yeah, cursed over your head
So I smooth in, with a smooth beat
And a cool hummer, with the hammer on me
This cooler than cool be
Or cool as a cucumber be, ay
But I came through, and I made it out, and I did with you, ya
Come through the cans just to kill it quick
How I f*ck a bitch so damn f*cking quick
I flip the bitch, I couldn't even focus
How she talk to me, she gave up that trojan
She gonna talk to me when I'm not voting
She gonna talk to me when I'm not voting
I couldn't even talk to the girl, yeah it's golden
I'm on the beat and I'm getting it open
She couldn't even wax no more
I get it tracked normal, uh
She gonna play for me, uh
It ain't fear no more
Five hundred faded bitches, yeah
They talking to me when I'm not tapped in
Electric, new rhythm, glossed up, Patrick
Spongebob Squarepants came and he just scored a f*cking hat trick, yeah, uh
It's greased up, yeah, I'm Maverick, ay, yuh
Her Maverick, hey, yeah
I'm Maverick