Circles
At the bottom wishing I was up
I'll just have to deal with it
Singers in my city slayin'
And we live in the same building
Circles, circles everywhere
Clique'd up but I don't feel it
I need a team a weird ones
So we can go ahead and kill it
One time for the weird ones
One time for the weird ones
They the ones I like to deal with
When it comes to the music
One time for the weird ones
One time for the weird ones
They ain't really trying to fit in
I guess I'm kind of in my feelings
I've been alone but now the pressure's building
This is an S.O.S. I hope you hear it
We must unite
So tell the neighbors get the speakers ready
'Cause when we come you know we coming heavy
And we 'gon serve it saucy like spaghetti
It's a new wave, put your fingers up
It's a new wave, put your fingers up
One time for the weird ones
They the ones I like to deal with
When it comes to the music
One time for the weird ones
One time for the weird ones
'Cause they ain't really trying to fit in
I ain't really trying to fight
To get up in these circles
That ain't even right
'Cause grace is getting what you really don't deserve
So swerve if you cannot take a curve
'Cause it might happen so you gotta stay
On top of game, learn from the L's in the past
That's life
I don't sing just to be singing
Not for no handouts and no likes
I'm trying to build me up a team
Who really trying to work, yo
No flex
If you 'bout it, 'bout it
Hit ya girl up
I'll just have to deal with it
Singers in my city slayin'
And we live in the same building
Circles, circles everywhere
Clique'd up but I don't feel it
I need a team a weird ones
So we can go ahead and kill it
One time for the weird ones
One time for the weird ones
They the ones I like to deal with
When it comes to the music
One time for the weird ones
One time for the weird ones
They ain't really trying to fit in
I guess I'm kind of in my feelings
I've been alone but now the pressure's building
This is an S.O.S. I hope you hear it
We must unite
So tell the neighbors get the speakers ready
'Cause when we come you know we coming heavy
And we 'gon serve it saucy like spaghetti
It's a new wave, put your fingers up
It's a new wave, put your fingers up
One time for the weird ones
They the ones I like to deal with
When it comes to the music
One time for the weird ones
One time for the weird ones
'Cause they ain't really trying to fit in
I ain't really trying to fight
To get up in these circles
That ain't even right
'Cause grace is getting what you really don't deserve
So swerve if you cannot take a curve
'Cause it might happen so you gotta stay
On top of game, learn from the L's in the past
That's life
I don't sing just to be singing
Not for no handouts and no likes
I'm trying to build me up a team
Who really trying to work, yo
No flex
If you 'bout it, 'bout it
Hit ya girl up
Credits
Writer(s): Miles Davis
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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