Carnival
Can't tell if it's me but I'm thinking that it might be
I need a break but I don't think it's likely
It's gonna happen
It just happens that
This ain't happenstance
Shall I vie for the best alive
Or should I
Be myself and let time slip by
In the mix
Feeling more alike than different
What's it really take to go the distance?
It's gonna take a lotta that
A little bit of this
Shit is automatic
On little clock
Ain't got time to watch
She told me get lost
Then I found my thoughts
I got
Green tea in my psyche
Slightly
Christly
That's why I don't fuck wit your light breeze
That's why I don't give a fuck if you like me
That's why I still hit the blunt in my white tee
Dimes off in the cut
I got big bag bidness on my mind when I fuck
If I nut in a slut I'mma bust in her butt
Cuz I'm not fucking dumb
Bitch I'm not fucking done
Look at where a look go
Now she feeling feisty
If I hit it once
She'll be back to invite me
Back cuz she likes me
But that's just how I see it
Ass like lightning
It's striking
And I'm attentive
Your very tempting
But what the fuck is your incentive?
That pussy be relentless
Why don't you put me in your mouth like a dentist?
What are your interests?
I like to win
For instance
I got friends that I don't call no more
Cuz they would rather ride the rides than buy the carnival
That's the realest shit you never hear
They ain't even here
That's why there never near
I go through the worst pain for a better year
Bitch I don't do this for summit
That's the sum of my abundance
Its much funner when You run shit
Fake on if you wanna get ya flake on
Or bake on if ya wanna get ya cake on
They catching Z's no jay
What I see is what I say
And what I seize I will take
Give it up
Gotta get it
Gotta live it up
Tip of the
Iceberg
When I rip it up
They don't commit enough
I like to take it to the top
They don't ascend enough
You got shots?
Better send em up
Like prayers
Love and war
It's all fair
They gone Break they gaze if they stare
Too long
Throw your arms in the air
I do this for the moms in the chairs
In their arms are the heirs
To our future
Find what'll suit ya
It's time to tie this all up like a suture
All these mouses like Minnie
Just some moochers
I dont loosen up my boots
I move through the
Pain
Throw it all away
Stay up in your lane
Make em all know your name
I'm all for the fame
Embrace change
Thats the only thing thats gonna stay the same
I need a break but I don't think it's likely
It's gonna happen
It just happens that
This ain't happenstance
Shall I vie for the best alive
Or should I
Be myself and let time slip by
In the mix
Feeling more alike than different
What's it really take to go the distance?
It's gonna take a lotta that
A little bit of this
Shit is automatic
On little clock
Ain't got time to watch
She told me get lost
Then I found my thoughts
I got
Green tea in my psyche
Slightly
Christly
That's why I don't fuck wit your light breeze
That's why I don't give a fuck if you like me
That's why I still hit the blunt in my white tee
Dimes off in the cut
I got big bag bidness on my mind when I fuck
If I nut in a slut I'mma bust in her butt
Cuz I'm not fucking dumb
Bitch I'm not fucking done
Look at where a look go
Now she feeling feisty
If I hit it once
She'll be back to invite me
Back cuz she likes me
But that's just how I see it
Ass like lightning
It's striking
And I'm attentive
Your very tempting
But what the fuck is your incentive?
That pussy be relentless
Why don't you put me in your mouth like a dentist?
What are your interests?
I like to win
For instance
I got friends that I don't call no more
Cuz they would rather ride the rides than buy the carnival
That's the realest shit you never hear
They ain't even here
That's why there never near
I go through the worst pain for a better year
Bitch I don't do this for summit
That's the sum of my abundance
Its much funner when You run shit
Fake on if you wanna get ya flake on
Or bake on if ya wanna get ya cake on
They catching Z's no jay
What I see is what I say
And what I seize I will take
Give it up
Gotta get it
Gotta live it up
Tip of the
Iceberg
When I rip it up
They don't commit enough
I like to take it to the top
They don't ascend enough
You got shots?
Better send em up
Like prayers
Love and war
It's all fair
They gone Break they gaze if they stare
Too long
Throw your arms in the air
I do this for the moms in the chairs
In their arms are the heirs
To our future
Find what'll suit ya
It's time to tie this all up like a suture
All these mouses like Minnie
Just some moochers
I dont loosen up my boots
I move through the
Pain
Throw it all away
Stay up in your lane
Make em all know your name
I'm all for the fame
Embrace change
Thats the only thing thats gonna stay the same
Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Paulson
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