Aquemini Denzel Curry (Ft. Reela)

[Intro: Reela]
Yeah, hahaha
Young Reela, baby
You know what it is
Hahaha
Yeah, man

[Verse 1: Reela]
I'm in the booth, man, it's an ongoing slaughter
Workin' hard and I'm writin' like a hard-working author
Stress and pain's the emotions that I go through
This ain't real [?] I laugh and say, "I told you"
I ain't going nowhere, [?] swallow my pride
Adjusting in my feelings, man, man, I ain't gon' hide
I never felt quite like this before
I knew a hit was gon' happen like this, you know
I contemplated and elevated my [?]
Realer [?] got everybody singin' it
Because I'm on a race [?]
I'm on it now, I'm with no [dile?]
He really loves you? Yeah, that's what he say
I turn him to your ex-man, huh, Jean Grey
Tell him, "Get lost" in a mean way
Never leapin' to success, man, no Green Day
You see me, I'm on a high rise
Like Curry said, I'm sky high
My high, man, they wanna give me a mug
I'm so high up, 'bout to give a comet a hug
I'm a dawg though, chillin' with my cats
Well, y'all about the chase, but none of 'em is rats
They keep it one hundred, do what they gotta do
And make wonderful music when they jump in the stu'
I'm feelin' like a black republican
I'm tumblin' and bubblin', I'm manglin' the money
And you got comin' in, I level it, I'm lovin' it, you lose money
You gon' fumble in, I'm bucklin', you sniffin' in, I'm stuffin' it
In my safe or in my wallet
I got 'em hypnotized, R.I.P. to Chris Wallace
No colors with the [?]