[Intro: Kevin Abstract]
Oooh, way, oooh, way
I know you don't fuck with me
[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Somethin' changed in Texas, guess I missed the message
Look, I missed my exit, I'm living like a Jetson
I was broke and desperate, leanin' on my best friends
Only shot callers I was around was bartendin'
Ain't no love in this game, mama, this is not tennis
Take your shoes off, we just did the carpeting
I can the take the hatin', I can take the praisin'
It's all noise to me, I'll turn into Satan
Y'all stuck in The Matrix
Red pill, blue pill, all these diffеrent faces
All thesе different cases, shit, y'all done seen me naked
So I'ma wear what I want now and I ain't finna fake it
Thank God I made it, thank God I seen God last summer
I was standing on the bridge, I seen all y'all under me
Know you are struggling, niggas out here juggling
Losin' jobs was losing God, then everything is tumbling
Feel heaven rumbling, the rapture is coming
I love the attention, I'm a bastard in public
I still struggle with tellin' my mom who I'm in love with
Subtleties in between, way these diamonds gleam
When Thanksgiving come around, I still don't see 'em
When Christmas come around, nigga, I still don't see 'em
Told the world who I was before I got to know Ian
They gave my people money in exchange for their freedom
(Oooh, way, oooh, way)
I would give it all back for a chance to free 'em
Oooh, way, oooh, way
I know you don't fuck with me
[Verse 1: Kevin Abstract]
Somethin' changed in Texas, guess I missed the message
Look, I missed my exit, I'm living like a Jetson
I was broke and desperate, leanin' on my best friends
Only shot callers I was around was bartendin'
Ain't no love in this game, mama, this is not tennis
Take your shoes off, we just did the carpeting
I can the take the hatin', I can take the praisin'
It's all noise to me, I'll turn into Satan
Y'all stuck in The Matrix
Red pill, blue pill, all these diffеrent faces
All thesе different cases, shit, y'all done seen me naked
So I'ma wear what I want now and I ain't finna fake it
Thank God I made it, thank God I seen God last summer
I was standing on the bridge, I seen all y'all under me
Know you are struggling, niggas out here juggling
Losin' jobs was losing God, then everything is tumbling
Feel heaven rumbling, the rapture is coming
I love the attention, I'm a bastard in public
I still struggle with tellin' my mom who I'm in love with
Subtleties in between, way these diamonds gleam
When Thanksgiving come around, I still don't see 'em
When Christmas come around, nigga, I still don't see 'em
Told the world who I was before I got to know Ian
They gave my people money in exchange for their freedom
(Oooh, way, oooh, way)
I would give it all back for a chance to free 'em
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