Tyler, The Creator - Chromakopia Album Lyrics

Chromakopia, Chromakopia, Chromakopia, Chromakopia (ooh)
Chromako-

Calm down, sit still, that's one mill' for each wheel
Top down, big deal, how the f*ck he do that?
What the f*ck I look like? Get the f*ck up out him way
I do this where I'm from, on the planet where him stay
Fifteen cash for that new Ford, I had guap since nineteen
I popped out like a cha-ching, I think I'm a goddamn fiend
Really ballin' in this bitch, I'm the hottest in this bitch
Give a f*ck about no bark, I'm chasing dogs up in this bitch
El Segundo, felt like colosseum
P said I could do it too and boy did I believe him
I built a path to freedom 'cause them words that he said
"Give a f*ck about traditions, stop impressin' the dead," ah
I'm gon' make it out, promise, I'm gon' make it out
Mama, I'm gon' make it out, pussy, I'm gon' make it out
I ain't never had a doubt inside me
And if I ever told you that I did, I f*ckin' lied
Can you feel the light?

Can you feel the light inside? (That fire)
Can you feel that fire? (Can you feel it?)
Fire (fire), fire, fire (oh)

Woo, yeah, it's Chromakopia, Chromakopia

She ain't never met no one who talk like that
And if you hang up on a nigga, bitch, I call right back (yeah, uh)

Roll my windows up, darlin', roll them windows up
Biscuit-ass niggas wonder how I got my jiffy up
Crib so damn big, I need a diaper and a sippy cup (wah)
Someone tell Zendaya, she my favorite 'cause she hit me up
Ha-ha-ha-ha, when I double-park the LaF
That rah-tah-tah-tah, bitch, I'm steppin' on the gas (vyoom)

She ain't never met no one who talk like that (I don't really know)
And if you hang up on a nigga, bitch, I call right back, yeah (yeah, uh)

Wipe that silly grin (mmh), bitch, I'm really him (mmh)
You better put them palms together, bitch, I really sin (mmh)
No, me and crack don't share daddies, but we really twins (okay)
If she ain't got her shit together, she ain't gettin' in (okay)
You see the bed top bunker, the boy got thumpers
I'm a bonafide face seat, box muncher

She ain't never met no one who talk like that (I want that pussy)
And if you hang up on a nigga, bitch, I call right back, yeah

Never her in the Hamptons dick-ridin' in the white fit (nah)
Never raise a hand, the strap on 'em like a dyke bitch
This dark work like night shifts, I'm thunder, I light shit (pew)
I flood this, I flood that
I swim good, I'm Pisces (I'm a fish)
Hey, T, why you actin' hard? I'm like, "Baby, please"
"I ain't tough, I just thumbs up, like I'm scrollin' feed"

She ain't never met no one who talk like that (nigga, I'm pussy)
And if you hang up on a nigga, bitch, I call right back, yeah

Roll my windows up, darlin', roll them windows up
Never let them see the color model
Make 'em see the truck (don't tell them a thing)
F*ck it, f*ck your shimmy up, yeah, f*ck your shimmy up
Celebrate, it's your birthday, get your pennies up (uh)
Bitch, you bossin' up, now we really bossin' up
I could never ride no Hellcat, shit don't cost enough
Twenty thousand on it (vroom), hunnid thousand on it (uh)
Fifty thousand on it (mhm), a couple thousand on it (yeah)
You movin' sloppy if you get that sloppy where you sleep at
Never tell them niggas or those women where you breathe at (never)
If my exes spillin' tea about me, don't you drink that
And don't you call me brother, I just met you, you can keep that
With these type of views, it ain't no service on my two-way
So you don't have to call, I'm Usher Raymond on a Tuesday
With twenty thousand on me (mh), hunnid thousand on mr (uh)
Fifty thousand on me (mhm), a couple thousand on me
Brodie set a job, if you performin', he the camera man
They hoes went to Leuzinger, I skated to Hamilton
I had that S dome, was gettin' pressed and almost packed out (where you from, man?)
Me and Lionel Boyce in drama class, my boy can act now (mh)
It's really Odd Future, all them other niggas whacked out
The biggest out the city after Kenny, that's a fact now

She ain't never met no one who talk like that (bitch)
And if you hang up on a nigga, bitch, I call right back, yeah

Them niggas used to press me on a carrot-colored bus
I'm not with that shit, cuh, aight
That's why I'm paranoid now 'cause niggas weird and really bums
I'm paranoid now 'cause niggas weird and really bums
I'm paranoid now 'cause niggas weird and really bums
I'm paranoid now 'cause niggas weird and really bums, I'm-

[Part I]

[Tyler, The Creator & WILLOW]
Paranoid, paranoid, paranoid (Ayy)
Things feel out of order
Look and look around, I'm not sure of
Pair of paranoia, no (Such a—)
I can feel it in my aura (Woo)
Living between cameras and recorders, ah, yeah (Woo, woo)
I want peace but can't afford ya, no (Such a—)

[Paul Ngozi & Tyler, The Creator]
Pobwela panyumba panga, uyenela ku nkala ndi ulemu (Paranoid)
Chifukwa, ine sinifuna vokamba, kamba
Vokamba kamba vileta pa mulomo
(Wotangozi, wotangozi)

[WILLOW & Tyler, The Creator]
Ooh, ah ('Round and 'round, huh, yeah)
Ooh, ah ('Round, 'round)
Ooh, ah (Someone's keeping watch, I feel them on my shoulder)
Ooh, ah (Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' 'round) (Such a—)

[Tyler, The Creator]
I can't even buy a home in private
Home invasions got my brothers dyin'
Notice every car that's drivin' by
I think my neighbors want me dead
I got a cannon underneath the bed
Triple checkin' if I locked the door
I know every creak that's in the floor
Motherf*cker, I am paranoid, I (Such a—)
Loop around the block, eyes glued to the rearview
Rather double back than regret hearin', "Pew, pew"
Never trust a bitch, if you good, they could trap you
So just strap it up 'fore they f*ck around and strap you, bitch

[Paul Ngozi & WILLOW]
Pobwela panyumba panga, uyenela ku nkala ndi ulemu (Noid)
Chifukwa, ine sinifuna vokamba, kamba (Noid)
Vokamba kamba vileta pa mulomo
(Wotangozi, wotangozi)

[WILLOW & Tyler, The Creator]
Shadow, oh-oh
Shadow, oh-oh (Yeah, woo)
Shadow (Someone's keeping watch) Oh-oh
(I feel them in my shadow)
Shadow (Someone's keeping watch) Oh-oh
(Watchin', watchin')
(Such a—)

[Tyler, The Creator]
Someone's keeping watch
I can feel it, I can feel it
I can feel it, I can feel it

[Part II]

[Interlude]
Don't trust these people out here
Please, whatever you do
Keep to yourself, keep your business to yourself
Don't even trust these motherf*ckin' accountants
'Cause they will try to get off on you, okay?
Please, because I don't wanna have to f*ck nobody up
I promise to God

[Tyler, The Creator]
Don't it seem so good? Ooh, ooh (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Don't it feel so good? (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
(Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Don't it feel so good? (Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look, ooh) (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Left shoulder, right shoulder (Watch your surroundings), left shoulder, look, ooh (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Who's at my window? Na-na, who's at my window? (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)
Who's at my window? (Okay, okay, okay—yeah), who's at my window? (Oh, na-na, oh, na-na, ayy)

No cameras out, please, I wanna eat in peace (Paranoid)
I don't wanna take pictures with you niggas or bitches
Nervous system is shook, way before nineteen (Paranoid, yeah)
LA'll do that to you, where you from, nigga? Who ya?
Satellites (Satellite), screenshots (Noid)
Paparazzi (Noid), NDAs (Noid)
Privacy? Huh, yeah right, I got a better shot in the NBA
Ain't no respect for nothin', voice recordin' our discussions
Her, him, they, them, or anybody, I don't trust 'em at—
At all (Noid), some pray for my fall (Noid)
Hearin' clicks on the calls (Noid)
Niggas hackin' for some rough drafts
Bitches lookin' for a buff bag
Risk that for some jaw, nah
You sing along, but you don't know me, nigga
Nah, never ever, not at all, y'all
Niggas crossed the line, like f*ck the stop sign (Noid)
They wanna know where I close my eyes at, I keep my eyes wide
On God, this shit cooked, brodie
Look, brodie (Noid), handshakes got me shooked, brodie
Niggas want info about me? (Read a motherf*ckin'—)
Read a book on me, ugh

[Tyler, The Creator]
Leave me alone, leave me alone (Baby, I'm paranoid)
Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look (Don't it feel so good?)
Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look (Ugh)
Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look
(F*ck you want? Don't it feel so good?)
Leave me alone, what you want?
Leave me alone, what you want?
Leave me alone (Who's at my window, my window?)
F*ck, damn (Who's at my window?)
Paranoid

And whatever you do
Don't ever tell no bitch you love her
If you don't mean it, don't tell it (check)

Darling, I keep (keep falling in love)
Darling, I keep (keep falling in love)
Da-da, da, keep (keep falling in love)
Da, na-na-na
Forever's too long (c'mon)

Ooh, I got a problem, I don't know if I can shake
Oh, they wanna tie me down like bonnets, just might break
I can't sign the dotted line
Just how long is forever?
(It's too long)

Darling, I keep (keep falling in love, falling in love)
Darling, I keep (keep falling in love)
Da-da, da, keep (keep falling in love)
Da, na-na-na
Forever's too long (yeah, let that fire, check it, yo)

I drive my Beamer in the summer when I'm ready to drift
Laferrari ain't no better, and it's pretty as shit
I feel safe in the Rolls, big boy when I drive
Love 'em all for different reasons at the same damn time (darling, I)
See, monogamy, that shit is not for me (nah)
One option for everybody, don't you lie to me (darling, I)
Too many boos, I'm too curious to try to be
Hidin' things, feelin' shame put inside of me
'Cause honestly, psh, T is not perfect
So how can I get everything from one person?
I'm at the altar but I'm still searchin'
I'm only human, if it ain't work, things change
And let me stay the same, I believe
Hmm, maybe letting go is a beautiful thing
Perfect for the time being, I ain't do nothin' wrong
Life is short, but forever is so goddamn long
I like a long time, I'm on my own time
I love this girl though (yeah), I hit the goldmine (uh-huh)
I am thinkin' new crib, I'm thinkin' two kids
Until I get infatuated with a new bitch
But when that grey hair finally come (uh-huh)
At least I felt somethin' if I ain't find the one (yeah)
Nobody can fulfill me like this music shit does
So I'll be lonely with these Grammys when it's all said and done, c'mon (oh)

Darling, I keep (keep falling in love, baby, I)
Darling, I keep (keep falling in love)
Da-da, da, keep (keep falling in love)
(Darling, I)
Forever's too long
Keep falling in love
Yeah, baby

Keep falling (keep falling down)
Keep falling (darling, I)
Keep falling (keep falling down)
Keep falling (I)
Keep falling (keep falling down)
Keep falling
Come and catch me please (yeah, baby)

Everybody's different, you know?
But it's not just sex
I get different things from different people
And I want you to explore it too (uh)
Have those moments and experiences (uh)
I don't own you (da-da-da-da-da)
It's not fair to just be stuck with me
Darling (darling)
Keep falling in love (darling)
Darling
I keep
Keep falling in love (darling)
Ba-ba-bye, ba-ba-ba-bye (I'm falling, I'm falling)
Da, na-na-na
(Da-da-da-da-da) ooh, baby

Keep falling (keep falling down
Keep falling (darling, I)
Keep falling (keep falling down)
Keep falling (I)
Keep falling (keep falling down)
Keep falling
Come and catch me please (yeah, baby)

Forever
Keep falling (oh, it's far, far, too long)
Keep falling (forever)
Keep falling (oh, it's far, far, is too long)
Keep falling (forever)
Keep falling (oh, it's far, far, is too long)

Transparency is key, be honest

Always, always, always wear a condom
Don't trust a-

Hey Jane, we got the news and I ain't know what to do
I didn't panic, I was comfortin' you
Still in shock but, damn, the late response, is this really true?
If it was bound to happen to me, I'm lucky it's you
Hey Jane, your hair long and your legs long
And we can both relate to the fact that our dads gone
Couple good qualities on you, you can pass on
You're not dumb, and your face good, and you're headstrong, look
Hey Jane, I know my mom'll be excited as hell
I know your mom will be excited as well
But people talk, so let's pretend we ain't got no one to tell
I know our exes wanna see us in Hell, this ain't about them, no
This ain't about kinfolk, this our decision with a small window
I wanna jump out, but if you wanna stay in the room, I can not bug out
Time blockin' the driveway, I can not pull out, nah, I didn't pull out
Wow, I'm disappointed in me, this ain't like me
How could I be reckless? This ain't my lifestyle
Never had no scare in my life 'til now
Ain't in the space to raise no goddamn child
Hey Jane, I'm terrified, petrified
I don't wanna give my freedom up or sanitize it (nah)
This my fault, the results are justified
I f*cked up, I'm stressed out, I'm dead inside
But, hey Jane, who am I to come bitch and complain? (Bitch and complain)
You gotta deal with all the mental and physical change (yeah)
All the heaviest emotions and the physical pain (come on)
Just to give the kid the man last name? F*ck that (that's dumb as f*ck)
Our resumes unmet, the bus stopped at light
We ain't make it to love yet
Took a shortcut to forever, I'm upset (f*ck)
'Cause we was in the back, no strings with our tongues wet
We haven't boat tripped, we haven't argued
We still learnin' each other, I don't know all you
And you don't know all me, how am I to live with
That is not a good foundation to have kids with
Or maybe it is, maybe it's not, just not yet
Maybe this a blessing in disguise, not a regret
Look, Jane, it's your choice at the end of the day
Just know I support either way, no pressure

(No pressure)

Hey T, we got the news and I forgot how to breathe
In a panic, you was comfortin' me
Damn, what do we do? What are the odds? Is this really true?
If it was bound to happen to me, I'm lucky it's you
Hey T, your legs long and your waist thin
And we can both relate to the fact we got great skin
You're not dumb and your energy is a good mood
A lil' weird, but overall you's a good dude, huh
Hey T, how would you feel if we kept it a secret?
It's a voice inside me begging me to keep it
I'm thirty-five and my ovaries might not reset
I don't wanna live my whole life feelin' regret
Damn, a feeling you can never understand (I can't)
You just hope to God I get my period again
I was twenty-four and-
Look, I don't wanna go through that experience again
Hey T, things happen, no one is wrong (it was an accident)
But I don't need to stress, I can do this alone
My mom did it, your mom did it, this ain't a pride thing
This a more "I prefer to have peace of mind" thing
I got my own bread, I don't need you to buy things
'Cause my needs don't include your money and status
I can move back to London and avoid any static
Between us, no need to make it hard like a callus
It's too much on your palette, this is really traumatic for me
I can raise it by myself, I'm dramatic, you see
Pushing people out my life is a habit, I see
Can you crack a window so I can breathe? (Yeah)
Hey T, I'm scared too (I am too)
It was so hard for me to tell you, to tell truth
I ain't wanna tell me, I look in the mirror, like, "Damn, I failed me"
I'm scared to tell my momma, scared to tell my bitches
Scared of all the people who don't know what's in our business
Scared of all they advice, and my intuitions
Scared of not knowin', but too scared to make decisions
I said I wouldn't do this again
It's a lose if I lose lil' bruh in the end
And it's a lose-lose if I lose you as a friend
I been losin' myself, it ain't no one to defend me
I got a mini version of myself livin' in me
You pullin' out your hair, I walk around in a frenzy
I'm feelin' the resentment any time you get near me
My body has a clock and I don't know where the end be
Emotions throwin' around like a frisbee
My titties gettin' bigger and I'm cravin' a ten-piece
T, no matter the decision of day
I just want us to be cool either way
No pressure

Your new hot comb go 'round and 'round (go)
Your new blow out go 'round and 'round (give me that)
The three-six waves go 'round and 'round (go, go)
The grease addin' up, it go 'round and 'round

I gotta work, I gotta eat
If they see you on top of me
I gotta leave, bitch, I killed you
Your natural state is threatenin'
To the point that I'm pointin' myself
With self-esteem, bitch, I killed you
No findin' out, a couple knots was a map
We ain't escape in them routes
Right on the scalp, bitch, I killed you
Takin' you out, it's not a game
Full of shame 'til we straighten you out
Without a doubt, bitch, I killed you
You were so essential, how we used to pick you
'Cause you was a simple
Berries and oils, your nature was so simple
But I guess the coils and kinks became an issue
Therefore, bitch, I killed you
Jherries and Mimi, I burnt you, I cut you
I filled you up with Kimmy's
Forced you to relax
You was thick, you was bebe ('round and 'round)
Couldn't take the heat, so you go when they see me
Now, yeah, bitch, I killed you
Aunties, grandmas, sisters, mamas
Darker-skinneded women's conscious
Got you, bitch, they killed you
Uncles, daddies, brothers, sons
Cut by one, this shit begun early, bitch, I killed you
Mentally stuck, I couldn't see when you breathe (I couldn't see)
Thought I needed a cut, they f*ck me up, bitch, I killed you
We don't got advantages, we don't match the energy
So it led to damages, ah, to kill you
I gotta work, I gotta eat
If they see you on top of me
Then I'm at piece, bitch, I killed you
You want my crown without the grease, really fine ('round and 'round)
Got the kinks in they mind, they not a ease, bitch, I killed you
Gravity defied, this the element ('round, 'round and 'round)
Call you fragile, so you delicate ('round, 'round and 'round)
You the room, baby, they the motherf*cking elephant
Talkin' 'bout my heritage, I could never ki- (yeah)

Go away
Go, go
Comb that shit
You need to pick that shit out, bitch
Yeah, yeah

Trapped in the back, oh, yeah (where they at?)
Type three, is it type four? (Where they at?)
F*ck it, get down, this is my crown (where they at?)
You got kinks in your mind, boy (where they at?)

Just as beautiful
Just as beautiful
Just as beautiful (everything to you)
Just as beautiful
Just as beautiful
Ooh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh
Just as beautiful

I met this girl named Judy at the café 'round my way
Her breasts were near her chest and she had curls that hit her face
Her legs were Eiffel Tower, I can tell her daddy black
Peanut butter jelly toasted in her lap
We chop and chop it up, I like her thoughts and time had flew
She said she had no plans and asked me what I'm 'bout to do
I stuffed us in the Phantom and wiggled through the streets
She said she'd never do this, but she think that I'm sweet

So I won't judge, Judy
No, I won't judge, Judy

We end up at my home
We dance around and make some sweets (we make some sweets)
We started swapping spit and then she got on top of me (she got on top of me)
I ask her what she into (you go first)
She told me lead the way (I'm into)
Body rubs, bondage, and creampies, we could play
Around in public, any comments now a fetish, I imagine
Thankful for massages, giving oral is my passion (yeah)
You could ride my face, I don't want nothing in return (wait)
Your body count and who you f*ck is not my concern

'Cause I don't judge, Judy (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
(What's your fetish and what are you into?)
No, I don't judge, Judy
(Don't matter, you're safe here, I won't judge you now)
No, I don't judge, Judy (Judy, Judy, Judy)
(I-i'll try to hold you down and dick you down) no
No, I don't judge, Judy (Judy, Judy)

She's just like me
Me, oh, oh, yeah
I can't judge, Judy, Judy (no, no-no-no, no-no)

She like rope, hands around her throat
Couple guys'll make her feel alive (yeah, yeah, oh)
She had a free spirit, you know?
(Judy, Judy, Judy)
And she was great with women (Ju', Jud-Judy)
(Judy, Judy, Judy)
Exhibitionist (not gonna judge)
I'm a voyeur, so it worked out (oh, no, no)
Our frequencies matched
No pressure, just, just
She wrote me a letter

Sorry that I haven't been communicating much
This past year has been rough
It's spreaded to my head (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I knew it when we met, if you're reading, it's too late
I'm on the other side, but I just wanna say
Thank you for the moments I could grab before I left
I hope you live your life, your truest self with no regrets
I wasn't living right until they told me what was left
I'm wishing you the best, P.S
Thank you for not judging, Judy

Damn

Mh
Poppin' that shit, get you hit quick fast
Niggas poppin' off and niggas steppin' on the gas
Pop that shit like I'm poppin' some gum
Who the f*ck you talkin' to, ho? I ain't the one

It's gettin' sticky, sticky, sticky
Bitch, it's gettin' sticky, sticky, sticky
Bro, it's gettin' sticky, sticky, sticky
Bitch, it's gettin' sticky, sticky, sticky

See, I'm a Westside nigga from the (what's goin' on, nigga?)
Knock, knock, knock, knock, knockin' at the door (I'm knockin' at the door, oh)
I keep them minks minks on my hip 'cause I keloid my fists
Give a f*ck 'bout pronouns, I'm that nigga and that bitch

It's gettin' sticky, sticky, sticky
Bitch, it's gettin' sticky, sticky, sticky
Bro, it's gettin' sticky, sticky, sticky
It's gettin' sticky, sticky
Sticky, sticky, sticky, bitch

Uh, lit-ass bitches, steppers 'side me pop shit
Fly as f*ck, niggas wrong with they emotion, I be in the cut
Sneaky link, she say that's her nigga, I don't give a f*ck
These bitches tryna scrap, but I'm knuckin' if you buckin', ho

It's gettin' sticky (yup, yeah)
It's gettin' sticky (bitch, where they at?)
It's gettin' sticky (bitch)
It's gettin' sticky (yeah)

Just let it be
Niggas say I ain't the guy, they must be smoking ketamine
Always talkin' 'bout potential, bitch, I am the better me
Jack of all trades, name a nigga who ahead of me?
Must be God instead of me

Bitch, it's gettin' sticky
Yeah, it's gettin' sticky (yo, where they at?)
It's gettin' sticky (lame-ass nigga)
It's gettin' sticky (it's Sexyy, yeah)

Sexyy in this bitch, Tyler in this bitch, we turnt as f*ck (Northside)
Bitches mad but can't beat my ass, ho, run it up (yeah)
I don't fight for my respect
Bitch, I fight for dick (keep your f*cking kids off the streets)
Fah-fah-fah-fah, baby girl, I'm finna rock yo' shit

It's gettin' sticky (f*ck that bitch, I'll cut yo' ho)
It's gettin' sticky (nigga, f*ck that bitch, I'll cut yo' ho)
It's gettin' sticky (nigga, f*ck that bitch, I'll cut yo' ho)
It's gettin' sticky (f*ck that chick, I'ma-)
It's gettin' sticky in this bitch

Sticky situation (drag 'em), discombobulation
Caught me red-handed, palms itchin' like rosacea
Standin' like ovation on business occupation
Drippin' condensation, gotta whisper conversations

It's gettin' sticky (Tunechi)
It's gettin' sticky (it's gettin' sticky in this bitch)
It's gettin' sticky (CHROMAKOPIA, CHROMAKOPIA)
It's gettin' sticky (CHROMA-)

Grab that mop, grab that mop
I got something, bitch (grab that)

Better find a mop, it's gettin' sticky in this bitch (mmh)
Better find a mop, it's gettin' sticky in this bitch
Better find a mop, it's gettin' sticky in this bitch (yeah, that dog tooth)
Better find a mop, it's gettin' sticky in this-

Yeah, bitch, I'm outside wit' it, tell them niggas I did it (mh, uh)
Allergies to bum niggas, I see you, my eyes itchin'
This shit regular, regular, regular, all that shit be regular
Ahead of you, I'm better, baby, check the vehicle
Laferrari (mhm), niggas sour (mhm)
I can fit ten hundred thousand in these trousers (mhm)
Buddy pillowtalkin', stay away from coma (mhm)
A homewrecker, I been f*ckin' who I wanna (mhm)
Okay, big dick nigga, big stompin' through your town
All the bi bitches know the f*ck is goin' down
That's a bet, skip the sex, ride my face, break my neck
F*ck now
Who swingin' like, yeah, f*ck that aiming bot
Hittin' everything that's in my way, f*ck what they talkin' 'bout
I been gettin' off like holiday, man, push put some paper out
F*ck, I'm payin' bank accounts (uh)
Louis V say in my name, we ain't worth the same amount, boy

Better find a mop, it's gettin' sticky in this bitch
Better find a mop, it's gettin' sticky in this bitch (sticky)
Better find a mop, it's gettin' sticky in this bitch
Better find a mop, it's gettin' sticky in this bitch
Better find a mop, it's gettin' sticky in this bitch
Better find a mop, it's gettin' sticky in this bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Better find a mop, it's gettin' sticky in this bitch
Better find a mop, it's gettin' sticky in this bitch

Sticky, sticky, sticky, sticky
Sticky

Uh

Big guns, big guns, what you got, huh?
Slatt, slatt and pop back at the opps, uh
Gang this and you gang that
Don't let 'em know that you regret how you became that
A good kid, fine home, mom and dad in the pic
A little middle-class money, every Christmas legit
Family trips, Ivy-bound, and one day, hit a switch
You ain't wanna be seen as a bitch, cuz
And none them face tats gon' hide the fact that you sad, bruh
You ain't a thug, you was in drama club, you's a actor
But now cuz gettin' validation from the dumb and confused (ay, Blood)
Now you facin' five to ten 'cause you got somethin' to prove
Let's talk about it

And I hope you find yourself (uh)
And I hope you find yourself (yeah)
And I hope you take your mask off (sad story, yeah)

Preacher man, preacher man, preach
You make these folks think you got somethin' to teach
Like you ain't lyin'
Big bank from those collections, well, what you buyin'?
Ain't too fond of them gays, you don't deny it, wait
Since a kid, you knew somethin' was up
Had you thinkin' God would hate you so you covered it up
Gotta hide how you live, what you really enjoy
So got a wife, got a kid, but you be f*ckin' them boys
Sick of all the shame, sick of all the pain that's within
Scared of bein' seen, tired of rebukin' in sin
Trade it all to be free and shine bright like the Sun
But you back on that religious shit as soon as you cum
Let's talk about it

And I hope you find yourself (hope you find yourself)
And I hope you find yourself
And I hope you take your mask off (take your mask off)

Big-ass house that's on the Hills (Hill)
Big-ass wheels in the garage ('rage)
Three cute kids that's in your arms
Your husband just made another mil'
You want your life back, get a massage
Tired of bein' at home, personality gone
Body ain't been the same (nah)
Postpartum is long, your identity gone
Mama your first name, your last one got changed
They dream about your nest but you crave flyin' alone, mane
You would start all over if we keepin' it real
Current life is full but you ain't feelin' fulfilled
Fantasize about the dream you left on the shelf
Can't even get alone time to think of killin' yourself
Let's talk about it

And I hope you find yourself (eyes feelin' narrow, hope you find yourself)
And I hope you find yourself
And I hope you take your mask off

Keep that shit one hundred with you, with self
You don't have to put on no costume
You don't ever have to lie to kick it

Yeah, tool won't stay hard, pain in your chest
Hair fallin' out, won't blame it on the stress
Claim it's new partners, blame it on your ex
Chest claim a sweet flex, try to blame it on the cook
Look, boy, keep runnin', you'll be crampin' in your foot
Nervous, then you notice ain't no service on the hook
Paranoid since nineteen, nervous system shook
Better sit the f*ck down or that skull gettin' took
That's ten million dollars invested, no justifyin' that
Tryna sell them weird-ass clothes, nobody buyin' that
Sentiment is right, but your audience isn't racked enough
That shit is a failure, my nigga, go 'head and pack it up
And put it in the trunk, you talk a lot of shit to not even be number one (no)
Your beats ain't placin', them songs ain't slappin', your raps ain't rankin'
Your stage presence don't even be in they conversation, go home
You ain't gotta hide from the truth
Tell your family why you such a recluse
Tell your spirit why you feelin' it's a wrap in the booth
Dawg, how dare you try to ruin her marriage (come on)
'Claim you never wore a mask and how you don't get embarrassed
Boy, you selfish as f*ck, that's really why you scared of bein' a parent
Boy, that therapy needed, I dare you to seek it, but I'll lose a bet
Your respect won't get given 'til we postin' your death
It's clear you wish you got your flowers sent
You eatin' fertilizer to balance shit
Now go and stand in the sun, and use 'em fake tears to water your roots
Take that mask off and tell 'em the truth
Let's talk about it, nigga

And I hope you find yourself
And I hope you find yourself
And I hope you take your mask off

(give it up)

Nigga, I'm gettin' old and I need a grandchild, please (give it up)
Just one, please, all I need is one (give it, give it up)
We need a little tiny Tyler running around here, okay?
We need a little dookie woodie running around here, okay?

My mother's hands don't look the same
These jet black strands are turning gray
I'm gaining weight, I'd rather rest
The thought of children, it brings me stress
Because time is changing (ooh)

But don't you wait on me (don't), I'll be fine
But don't you wait on me, I'll be fine
No, don't you wait for me (don't, don't)
'Cause time got nothing right, don't (don't)

Worry 'bout tomorrow (don't, don't), worry 'bout tomorrow
Can you 'bout tomorrow? Ayy, ayy, ayy (tomorrow)
Worry 'bout tomorrow (tomorrow)

Yeah, what's gotten into me? Nah, that ain't energy
That version of T that you knew was a memory
Who is that? You niggas get too attached to hear it, fear it
Face clear, few wrinkles on my spirit
Now, cousin, this ain't no tuggin'
I don't like cages, I'd rather be floodin'
Thought this shit out, I pop out with that oven
Tell that new version of me that I'm comin' (oh my, yeah)
Yeah, my brodie had another baby, that's like number two (number two)
My homegirl and I tired, she like thirty-two (thirty-two)
They sharin' pictures of this moment, shit is really cute
And all I got his photos of my 'Rari and some silly suits (yeah)
Mhm, will I flip a switch and finally settle down?
Mhm, go the other way and keep my panties down
Uh-huh, I'm too paranoid, so I'ma air it out
And any pressure that you're puttin' on me, I'ma tear it down

Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine
Don't you wait on me, I'll be fine
Don't you wait for me
'Cause time got nothing right, don't (don't)

(You don't wanna go to war with a soldier)
(You know don't wanna go to war with a soldier)
(Thought I was dead, you niggas thought I was dead)
(You know don't wanna go to war with a soldier) you niggas thought I was dead
You niggas thought I was dead
(You know don't wanna go to war with a soldier) you niggas thought I was dead
There's more to life than just f*ckin' workin', bro (you niggas thought I was dead)
They thought I was dead

Okay, bitch I've been trapped in the zoo
Nigga got packs like the crack of a tooth (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I need some space like the back of a coupe
I'm tryna magic wand, I'm tryna poof, so (they thought I was dead)
Grab the blammer, f*ck all the glitz and the glamour
I want a crib in Atlanta, homie
Me and my bitch changin' Pampers
Them niggas thought I was dead
Them niggas thought I was dead (you ain't gon' see me)
These niggas thought I was dead (no, no way)
Them niggas thought I was dead (turn to a ghost)
Them niggas thought I was dead (I'm over this shit)
Them niggas thought I was dead (I'm over this shit)
(They thought I was dead, dead)

Them niggas thought I was dead
Them niggas thought I
You niggas thought I was dead
Them niggas thought I
Niggas thought I was dead
Them niggas thought I
You niggas thought I was dead
Them niggas thought I was dead (they thought I was dead)

Get love in the hood, but I must leave (yeah)
Born way in the Hills where they can't see (see)
Swear I burn twenty M's, 2018 (yeah)
Like I play for the Bills, goin' OD (they thought I was dead)
Niggas tend to get rich and they act weird (weird)
How you walkin' out the party with your butt pierced? (Mmh, uh)
Shit, I'd rather play golf 'til the check clear (yeah)
Niggas turn thirty-five now they out here (they thought I was dead)
Nigga, Rolls or the 'Rari, tryna program
I was really outside with the dopeman
Now I really got M's, nigga, no chance
I don't wanna be seen in your bromance, hm

Packed in, goddamn, dat dream
Never seen a nigga with a f*ckin' (they thought I was)
Cap him, if a nigga think he gon' get
Blatt-blatt-blatt-blatt

Them niggas thought I was dead (yeah)
Them niggas thought I was dead (Suu)
These niggas thought I was dead
Them niggas thought I was dead (whoa)
Niggas thought I was dead (whoa)
These niggas thought I was dead (whoa, whoa)
These niggas thought I was dead (dead)
Them niggas thought I was dead (they thought I was dead)

I don't wanna be found (mmh, uh), I don't wanna be down (mmh, uh)
I don't wanna be found (mmh, uh), I don't wanna be down (mmh, uh)
I don't wanna be found (woo)
I don't wanna be down (oh, you know Tyler, his talk)
I don't wanna be found (I'm so sick of these niggas)
I don't wanna be down (they don't know you, get off you)

White boys mockin' this shit and y'all mad at me
Y'all can suck my dick (suck my dick)
Pull up old tweets, pull up old t-shirts, all that
I moonwalk over that bitch (hee-hee)
T-t changed like the fit got dirty
I was young man then a nigga hit thirty
I was one mil' then a nigga hit thirty
Bitch, you ain't Coco Gauff, you can't serve me (mmh, uh)
You anti-war? Hm, yeah, right
Niggas runnin' they mouth, keep it airtight
I'ma crash shit out 'til my hair white (mmh, uh)
I got too much drive, I'm a terabyte (mmh, uh)
I got a big ol' head, I ain't like these niggas
Uh-uh, don't put me with these niggas
I'on ha-ha, keke with these niggas
Loiter Squad, baby, I don't be with these niggas
Same boys with me since back-back then (mmh, uh)
Everything I said I do, I did (true story)
Talk my shit? I sure damn will (mmh, uh)
You ain't like that shit? I's do it again (mmh, uh)
Five in the morning, I be hatin' on shit (mmh, uh)
Ten in the evening, I be hatin' on shit (mmh, uh)
Ten years later, mighta changed my mind (mmh, uh)
I'm a fake-ass bitch, don't kill me (mmh, uh)
I'm a hypocrite, ain't real, ain't really
I'm a big troll, haha, I'm silly (I'm silly)
F*ck you know about being better than them niggas that you hate?
You ain't good at shit, you can't feel me
Tuck your one-trick goat, I'm billy (mmh, uh)
Shoutout papa, he for real (mmh, yeah, uh)
Don't test V, he pop for real
Had to call him like, "Stop and chill", look
I tries to be out the way
I like the farm with the lake, I like some truth in my space
Y'all niggas friendly and fake
"That's big bro," how? When y'all met yesterday?
This feel Planet of the Apes
Why am I filled with this hate?
Got freedom in every way
Y'all wanna take what I got, but y'all do not got what it take
I don't wanna be found, ya ho
I don't wanna be down, ya ho
I don't like comin' around, ya ho
I will not knock-knock at your door
Just me, that's what I said
Trav', these niggas is fed
Me, I'm overhead
These niggas thought I was dead

Damn, nigga, every time I look at you, I swear to God
Nigga, you got that nigga feet
You got that nigga body
You got that nigga long arms, fingers and shit
Flat feet, big di-

She said that I make expressions like him
My legs to my shoulders and my chin like him
My waist and my posture like him
Like him
Like him, like him, like him

Mama, I'm chasing a ghost
I don't know who he is
Mama, I'm chasing a ghost
I don't know where he is
Mama, I'm chasing a ghost
Do I look like him? (Like, what?)
Like him (like, what?)
Like him (like, what?)
Like him

You give me love and affection
Attention, protection
How could I ever miss something that I never had?
I would never judge ya
'Cause everything worked out without him (like, what?)
Like him (like, what?)
Like him

Mama, I'm chasing a ghost
I don't know who he is
Mama, I'm chasing a ghost
I don't know where he is
Mama, I'm chasing a ghost
Do I look

(Huh?)
Like him
Like him

I decided to
Any gift I look inside of you
I would never ever lie to you, yeah
You ain't ever gotta lie to me
I'm everything that I strive to be
So do I look like him?
Do I look like him? (Like him, like him, like him, like him)
I don't look like him (like him)

It was my fault, not yours, not his, it was my fault
I'm sorry, you know?
It was my fault
Not him 'cause he always wanted to be there for you
And I'm sorry I was young
But he's always wanted to be a father to you
So I-I f*cked up and I take ownership of that
Of my choices and decisions and I'm sorry for that
He's a good guy
So don't hold that against him because it was my fault
Just, you know? Forgive me

(I wanna rock, I wanna rock)
(I wanna rock, I wanna rock, I wanna rock)
(Don't stop) yeah

We ain't talkin' to your dumbass
You could be a millionaire and still be a bum ass
Boy, I've been on a dream, I've been on a to-
(Don't stop, do-Don't stop) okay, look
Why I work so hard? My soul profit
Why I can't settle down? I like options
Why I hate small talk? I like topics
How's shoppin'? I'm a pig, I love copping, uh
No BBLs, I like A cups, uh
Legs pretty when they wake up, uh
Niggas run they mouth, wanna race up
Everything real here, no lace front, okay
I doze during December, I slay
And I don't even like girls, bitch, I'm way up too high
Bitch, I'm on own dick, I don't need your vibe, uh
F*ck them regrets (uh)
Call them to get all that weight off your chest (uh)
Got my brothers here, we the Wayans
I'm a only girl, but, you my favorite
I've been flyin' high, where's the pavement?
Enough of me, can I get a amen? Oh

(Don't stop)
(Don't stop) can I get a amen?
(Don't stop)
(Don't stop)
(Don't stop) I'll air this bitch out like balloon
(Don't stop) I'll send his bitch ass to the moon
I'm at the top in the room (don't stop)

Aight, where this swamp is? (Where this swamp is?)
Flyest bitch up in the room, I need a cockpit (need a cockpit)
I need some PETA for this pussy
They want the croc print (want the croc print)
I'm finna air these DL niggas out the closet (air it out, air it)
I let it in (let it in), I let it out (let it out)
I'm a bi bitch, but I need that pussy now (gimme the pussy, bitch)
If he is gay, then I am gay, and we are nouns (we are nouns)
Me and Tyler finna take your bitch down
Oui oui, merci
Keep it cute when you're in my city
I'm 5'2", A-cup titties
I don't need you 'cause I already f*ck me
I don't need a Range when I got an airboat
I don't need a plane 'cause the airboat flow (don't stop)
Out in New York, walk around bare-toed
I don't need a passport, I'm a swamp bitch, ho, oh

(Don't stop) don't stop
(Don't stop) don't stop
(Don't stop) don't stop
(Don't stop)
I air this bitch out like a queef
I'll send your ass back to the streets
I'll spray your whole block with LaFleur
He gon' eat this pussy out 'cause he's sweet

Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop

I hope you find your way home
I hope you find your way home
I (find your way home, yeah, hope you find your way home)
Hope you (hope you find your way home, I hope you find your way home)
Find your way home (I hope you find your way home, I hope you find your way home)
(I hope you find your way home, I hope you find your way home)
I (find your way home, I hope you find your way home)
Hope you (hope you find your way home, I hope you find your way home)
Find your way home (I hope you find your way home, I hope you find your way home)

I'm slippin', I'm slippin', I'm slippin', I'm slippin', I need a hand
Can you squeeze the man? (Come on)
My shit spinnin', spinnin', spinnin' like a ceiling fan
No alcohol, no pill in hand
My only vice is them sweets and them wheels I spin
You better calm that down 'fore that nigga pop that round
And T.O. Will not be found
Hot, hot glue with my palm like, "Ooh"
Spider-man Velcro, nigga, I'm not you, I-
Almost had a mini me, I wasn't ready
And she wanted it with me, I'm talkin' heavy
Then we had to guarantee, ain't no confetti
Four million on that car, that's not a Chevy
See, that's my interest, so as of now
Raisin' a child is not on my wishlist (nope)
Neither is bein' a safety net for bitches
I'm too selfish, contradiction
Maybe I should before I'm too old and washed up like dishes (washed)
Never bite tongue 'til the tooth sore
If you was gon' apologize, f*ck you shoot for? Phew-phew
When I pop out, they say, "Ooh, Lord"
No Met Gala, but I'm everybody moodboard
I did a whole collection, collection in Paris
They ain't even send me the collection to wear it
I'm so embarrassed, but happy that it happened
F*ck what you heard, I ain't coon, I ain't tappin'
Always some corn for you niggas who ain't clappin', haters
Always ride another nigga wave, you a sailor
You could never moonwalk in my Chuck Taylors, brodie
You niggas is jabronis
I'm from the city where they ran up in Saucony's
Thirty-one zeroes, shit thirsty, yuck
Bitch sue for a mil' tryna work me
Settled at a mil' 'cause that mil' couldn't hurt me (uh)
It didn't hurt me (uh)
Nah, it ain't hurt shit (uh)
Sip the motherf*ckin' water, did a backflip (mh)
And if I shoot the club up, it's a black bitch (don't say that)
In the hood, by myself, I ain't pack shit (uh)
Yeah, eating candied yams and some catfish
Hmm, yeah, that rich
F*ck what you heard, I'm that nigga and I'm that bitch

I hope you find your way home
Real shit, I'm proud of you
I'm proud of you, bro
Like, you just never cease to amaze me, like, you just
There's no words right now how I feel
Do your thing, just keep, keep shinin'

(Run it, run it, run it back, run it back)

(The light come from within)
(The light come from within)
(The light come from within)
(The light come from within)
(The light)

I hope you find your way home

(CHROMAKOPIA)
(CHROMAKOPIA)
(CHROMAKOPIA)