Dysfunction

Follow me follow me but don't lose ya grip
See when I make moves I don't need loose lips
It's lit, but who gone pay for the edibles nigga, nose goes
Henny got me feelin incredible in the frozone
Young fresh intelligent, impeccable rhetoric
Light skin moving up like the Jeffersons
Nights like this, send a "you up" text
Boy I was stunting on the struggle with a refund check
Tell 'em it's over, game got better I'm not sober
Tonight I ain't shit but tomorrow for the culture
Show em how to move in a room full of vultures
Got a old soul going Diddy with the shoulders
Tell em miss me with the gossip please stop it
I ain't the person for ya problems, ya need God
And not another false prophet
In a sunken place I don't get out this often, ease off him
I know it's trouble on ya mind
You can let it get you down or you can let it ride, you decide
You decide how this night gone ride, you decide how this night gone ride
Niggas trynna vibe
You ain't livin' if you comfortable
Aeon calling, where the function the bro
Same time, same place, same niggas aint punctual
They say you so, dysfunctional
I'm like

Ooh
Life is what you make it, make a move
Bitch get out the way, cuz I cant let you fuck up my day
What you got to lose
How you in the game if you don't shoot
Fuck it, I aint sayin nothing new

I ain't in the club but I'm dressed up to go
Shoes at the door, can't mess up the flo'
Everybody got a pose imma let that shit go
Let that shit go
Let that shit go
I ain't at the club but I'm dressed up to go
Shoes at the door, can't mess up the flo'
Everybody got a pose imma let that shit go
Let that shit go
Let that shit go

Yeah
I'm stuck on saldages
Reminiscin' on a life that's not bout me
Hope you crash and burn in your Audi
I'm so sick as I scroll thru your pic and I see your little body
Mami I just hate that you're gone
Everything seems foreign when you're alone
So removed, so far gone from home
Lost in translation, let's move on
Minus all the good movie scenes
Exposed to the truth this is happening
Welcome to my reality
Of my life it's just more that just rapping
Sixteens for practice
Sixteen my chapel
In sync while mapping
Your seas and oceans
It's too much to swim good
To be Frank I'm an Ocean
Trapped in endless dysfunctional motions

I'm like move
Life is what you make it, make a move
Let that shit go
Let that shit go
Let that shit go

How you in the game if you don't shoot
Let that shit go
Let that shit go
Let that shit go
You ain't livin' if you comfortable

Comfort yields complacency
And the complacent often die feeling stuck
Comfort is a ruse
A trap for the tired who've forgotten that
Dream chasing is less about the loftiness of the dream
And more about the stamina of the chaser
And maybe if I could just embrace the discomfort
Hustle and make the move to break away from you, get away from you
Get up off of you, to stay away from you
Then maybe
I can take my wings back and fly again too
And avoid dying while feeling stuck



Credits
Writer(s): Miles Brown
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