Melrose
I drown the ants in the ant hill
And while you running I was dropping the anvil
And everybody grown up with you
Move to LA and they want to come to
To be honest fuck you
Where the fuck was you at amazon
Matter fact you wasn't there for Yu-Gi-Oh cards
And anime theme songs
I'm just saying though, who complimented my drawings
And ooh you rapping now? Cool I guess
Now you fighting niggas? respect
Heard yo grandpa died, god bless
Black Boy samurai that's non sense
So every time I grip this sword and slice through air and hear these chords
I sweep threw rappers like errands and chores
Wine for whiskey, and friends for parents, and Kanye's uncle, that's shits apparent
Tribe and the trap drums in blue blender
Young black December, Titan no remember
Young Davy Isaac
Looking for the girls on Islands
Done looking for em on Hollywood and highland
Ask me 'bout my love life
My twitter timeline is a reflection of my mind frame
I don't know how to define or describe pain
I️ just wanna sit back
Pull up a table with bagel bites and some cable and look at just how my life changed
Turns out, I just wasn't playing the right game
10 miles spent driving in the right lane
All I want is for my momma not to pay bills
My girl to have a dog, and for them to call me the right name
This time last year, I took a trip to space
Flipped my perspective
I lost some friends, I did my business and I learned my lesson
Turns out Earth is a much better place
There's no room for direction when you live in outer space
The pressure for perfection without the lack of some heart
Or any effort leads to total lack of passion to create
Simply put
I was not in control
I had my lights set on my goals
Too many hands up on the wheel
I might just veer off of the road
But
I am the ant in the anthill
Tryna make my way up out the trash in the landfill
Plan a trip to Canada and purchase some land there
But man I won't relax until the moment I land there
I used to be the boy that you would to about boys
But now it seems that I'm just the boy being talked about
Roll a couple grams with the Homie and watch the thoughts come out
Any recreation of my formula is not allowed
I️ been having problems in my heart but now I'm calming down
Remember, whenever the curtain drops is when the art is found
And while you running I was dropping the anvil
And everybody grown up with you
Move to LA and they want to come to
To be honest fuck you
Where the fuck was you at amazon
Matter fact you wasn't there for Yu-Gi-Oh cards
And anime theme songs
I'm just saying though, who complimented my drawings
And ooh you rapping now? Cool I guess
Now you fighting niggas? respect
Heard yo grandpa died, god bless
Black Boy samurai that's non sense
So every time I grip this sword and slice through air and hear these chords
I sweep threw rappers like errands and chores
Wine for whiskey, and friends for parents, and Kanye's uncle, that's shits apparent
Tribe and the trap drums in blue blender
Young black December, Titan no remember
Young Davy Isaac
Looking for the girls on Islands
Done looking for em on Hollywood and highland
Ask me 'bout my love life
My twitter timeline is a reflection of my mind frame
I don't know how to define or describe pain
I️ just wanna sit back
Pull up a table with bagel bites and some cable and look at just how my life changed
Turns out, I just wasn't playing the right game
10 miles spent driving in the right lane
All I want is for my momma not to pay bills
My girl to have a dog, and for them to call me the right name
This time last year, I took a trip to space
Flipped my perspective
I lost some friends, I did my business and I learned my lesson
Turns out Earth is a much better place
There's no room for direction when you live in outer space
The pressure for perfection without the lack of some heart
Or any effort leads to total lack of passion to create
Simply put
I was not in control
I had my lights set on my goals
Too many hands up on the wheel
I might just veer off of the road
But
I am the ant in the anthill
Tryna make my way up out the trash in the landfill
Plan a trip to Canada and purchase some land there
But man I won't relax until the moment I land there
I used to be the boy that you would to about boys
But now it seems that I'm just the boy being talked about
Roll a couple grams with the Homie and watch the thoughts come out
Any recreation of my formula is not allowed
I️ been having problems in my heart but now I'm calming down
Remember, whenever the curtain drops is when the art is found
Credits
Writer(s): Peyton Pearson
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