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Elliott Buzby - Modern Absolutely Lyrics



Elliott Buzby - Modern Absolutely Lyrics
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I got some shit that absolutely needs to be said
I got some women wanna absolutely be in bed
I got some people near me absolutely fake friends
I know there's doubt that's absolutely in their heads
Show 'em the kid from Essex Ave is elevated
No class clown shit they saw me graduating
No staying around shit you know that I'm escaping
I'm working hard in this game so I can make it
These are my beats, these are my raps, no I don't fake it
They know I'm going places, see it in their faces
They never expected it, this must be why they hating
The way I'm making moves my talent must be blatant yuh
I'm flying high blue eyes like I'm Creighton yuh
I'm passing spirals I must be tripping or I'm Peyton yuh
I'm painting pictures with my voice and so it's raw
This instrumental's my canvas what should I draw
This instrumental's my canvas what should I draw
This instrumental's my canvas what should I draw
This instrumental's my canvas what should I draw
This instrumental's my canvas what should I draw
I just been popping this Percocet, I just been spending I'm not in debt
Buzby and Chaple we represent, got a few bills they dead presidents
I got an exotic residence, bitches feel blessed in my presence
I do not f*ck with no sentiments, hop on your track with the resonance
I just been pouring that lean in my soda, got bags on my bitch I might buy her a Rover
Got guns on my hip if you see me it's over, it wasn't the feature this song on my shoulders
I'm kidding we do this shit high and we sober, I said I've been grinding, I'm pushing my boulder
I'm not getting better, I'm just getting older, I stack up my money, I know that you're shorter
I got these bands are they coming in
Healthy I'm eating my vitamins, really ain't shit but you talk like you Iron Man
I might just go out and buy the lamb, rapping right out of my diaphragm
I do no killings I buy a man, printing fake money you buy a band
Shoot for the stars don't know where I land
This shit my canvas, you snitch like you Candace (What should I draw?)
Come to my crib eat my kids just like Krampus, hear this shit playing all over the campus
I got a bad bitch, call me a savage, listen my podcast I call it ham sandwich, I'm gonna out before I do damage
I got some shit that absolutely needs to be said
I got some women wanna absolutely be in bed
I got some people near me absolutely fake friends
I know there's doubt that's absolutely in their heads
I got some shit that absolutely needs to be said
I got some women wanna absolutely be in bed
I got some people near me absolutely fake friends
I know there's doubt that's absolutely in their heads
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I got some shit that absolutely needs to be said
I got some women wanna absolutely be in bed
I got some people near me absolutely fake friends
I know there's doubt that's absolutely in their heads
Show 'em the kid from Essex Ave is elevated
No class clown shit they saw me graduating
No staying around shit you know that I'm escaping
I'm working hard in this game so I can make it
These are my beats, these are my raps, no I don't fake it
They know I'm going places, see it in their faces
They never expected it, this must be why they hating
The way I'm making moves my talent must be blatant yuh
I'm flying high blue eyes like I'm Creighton yuh
I'm passing spirals I must be tripping or I'm Peyton yuh
I'm painting pictures with my voice and so it's raw
This instrumental's my canvas what should I draw
This instrumental's my canvas what should I draw
This instrumental's my canvas what should I draw
This instrumental's my canvas what should I draw
This instrumental's my canvas what should I draw
I just been popping this Percocet, I just been spending I'm not in debt
Buzby and Chaple we represent, got a few bills they dead presidents
I got an exotic residence, bitches feel blessed in my presence
I do not f*ck with no sentiments, hop on your track with the resonance
I just been pouring that lean in my soda, got bags on my bitch I might buy her a Rover
Got guns on my hip if you see me it's over, it wasn't the feature this song on my shoulders
I'm kidding we do this shit high and we sober, I said I've been grinding, I'm pushing my boulder
I'm not getting better, I'm just getting older, I stack up my money, I know that you're shorter
I got these bands are they coming in
Healthy I'm eating my vitamins, really ain't shit but you talk like you Iron Man
I might just go out and buy the lamb, rapping right out of my diaphragm
I do no killings I buy a man, printing fake money you buy a band
Shoot for the stars don't know where I land
This shit my canvas, you snitch like you Candace (What should I draw?)
Come to my crib eat my kids just like Krampus, hear this shit playing all over the campus
I got a bad bitch, call me a savage, listen my podcast I call it ham sandwich, I'm gonna out before I do damage
I got some shit that absolutely needs to be said
I got some women wanna absolutely be in bed
I got some people near me absolutely fake friends
I know there's doubt that's absolutely in their heads
I got some shit that absolutely needs to be said
I got some women wanna absolutely be in bed
I got some people near me absolutely fake friends
I know there's doubt that's absolutely in their heads
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Writer: Elliott Buzby, Collin Chaple
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




Elliott Buzby - Modern Absolutely Video
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Performed By: Elliott Buzby
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Elliott Buzby, Collin Chaple

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