Introvert
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
This is that demon shit
That turning odds to even
666
You is not dreaming bitch
You scared, go see a deacon
I am way far beyond reason
Every season has it secrets
I'm gonna kill that nigga dead
And he's going to lay right where I leave him
This is that demon shit
That turning odds to even
666
You is not dreaming bitch
You scared, go see a deacon
I am way far beyond reason
Every season has it secrets
I'm gonna kill that nigga dead
And he's going to lay right where I leave him
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
Front the brick
Tax the brick
I'm just trying to get rich
Fuck the culture
I'm a vulture
It's Diablo in this bitch
Illuminati surrogate
Might break off a bitch
And tell her don't call my phone
The Feds stay on my shit
I'm a million-dollar lick
Fuck a 100 dollar hoe
With this million-dollar dick
Tell her I can't pay her rent
Hit her with a condom
So a nigga is not catching shit
Feel like Danny Glover
when I pop that lethal weapon
I'm just guessing that you stressing
Cause yo money looking desperate
And you tired playing catch up
Trying to stack your fucking bread up
But don't let up
Keep your head up
Never let a nigga threat you
Fuck that bitch
Go get your cheddar
Bet she be there when you better nigga
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
This that demon shit
That turning odds to even
666
You is not dreaming bitch
You scared go see a deacon
I am way far beyond reason
Every season has it secrets
Ima kill that nigga dead
And he's gonna lay right where I leave him
This that demon shit
That turning odds to even
666
You is not dreaming bitch
You scared go see a deacon
I am way far beyond reason
Every season has it secrets
Ima kill that nigga dead
And he's gonna lay right where I leave him
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
This is that demon shit
That turning odds to even
666
You is not dreaming bitch
You scared, go see a deacon
I am way far beyond reason
Every season has it secrets
I'm gonna kill that nigga dead
And he's going to lay right where I leave him
This is that demon shit
That turning odds to even
666
You is not dreaming bitch
You scared, go see a deacon
I am way far beyond reason
Every season has it secrets
I'm gonna kill that nigga dead
And he's going to lay right where I leave him
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
Front the brick
Tax the brick
I'm just trying to get rich
Fuck the culture
I'm a vulture
It's Diablo in this bitch
Illuminati surrogate
Might break off a bitch
And tell her don't call my phone
The Feds stay on my shit
I'm a million-dollar lick
Fuck a 100 dollar hoe
With this million-dollar dick
Tell her I can't pay her rent
Hit her with a condom
So a nigga is not catching shit
Feel like Danny Glover
when I pop that lethal weapon
I'm just guessing that you stressing
Cause yo money looking desperate
And you tired playing catch up
Trying to stack your fucking bread up
But don't let up
Keep your head up
Never let a nigga threat you
Fuck that bitch
Go get your cheddar
Bet she be there when you better nigga
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
This that demon shit
That turning odds to even
666
You is not dreaming bitch
You scared go see a deacon
I am way far beyond reason
Every season has it secrets
Ima kill that nigga dead
And he's gonna lay right where I leave him
This that demon shit
That turning odds to even
666
You is not dreaming bitch
You scared go see a deacon
I am way far beyond reason
Every season has it secrets
Ima kill that nigga dead
And he's gonna lay right where I leave him
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
They want that conscious shit
But I am not a scientist
I am just an introvert
That's tired of that quiet shit
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Writer(s): Anthony Harris
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