Our Sweet/Sour Romance

You know I've never been one for the chasing of no clout
I'm hardly cavalier with the very things coming out of this mouth
Where I come from, we don't always get our way, so do not pout
I'm so different from what your used to, thus you're still tryna figure me out
You know I don't like to deal with too many muthafuckas
All up in my business, thinking they're some type of undercover
Agent tryna figure out who I'm kin to, who's my brother
All up on my social media, I cringe, I shudder
I miss your warm caress, but I need my oxygen
We got drastically contrasting perspectives, let's not pretend
If only bobkats were docile creatures, only then you would cop your grin
You're constantly updating Instagram, I see you got your friends
Remember Valentine's Day when we saw Erykah Badu?
And Thundercat was the opening act, I cherish you, I do
But I'm a very strong-willed dude, and you scared me with your womb
I'm just a little man, I wish your could walk vicarious in my shoes

Our sweet and sour, chicken romance
General Tso, General Tso
Our sweet and sour, chicken romance
General Tso, General Tso

Everytime a brew a cup of tea with the very teapot you gave me, I'm reminded
In regards to how I'm wired
I require special fuel for the fire the way that mine's is
You gotta understand how a creative mind is
Detrimental be how the bondage and the bind is
And my temper, it could've ticked the way that time did...
And does, steep my climb is, I steer clear of
Jealous-ass, ain't-about-shit-ass niggas
And these dusty-ass, nothin'-ass bitches
They provoke to the point where your palm itches
And call you crazy when your eye twitches
When it was good, it was good
But when I disagreed, automatically you deemed me dismissive
Is it selfish to expect you to respect my wishes?
Only Providence knows how I yearn kisses
Is your daddy Colonel Sanders?
'Cause I treated this here mandible with your legs and thighs
I swear I'm not a man whore
But on that very dancefloor I had bedroom eyes
It's a pity that it won't work, choke 'til my throat hurt
'Cause you had a nigga mesmerized
It's unfortunate, but I'm aborting this like a baby
'Cause I really, really dread the divide
As I purse my lips and take a sip from the tip of my glass
Filled with Cabernet Sauvignon
Even tipsy, I wonder was it risky
You got me all weighing out the pros and cons
Your SoundCloud rappers spit it debonair and dapper
Wanna try to play me like I do not go beyond
And technically, I am an '80's baby, y'all quick to call it lit
But my flow's the bomb... boom!

Our sweet and sour, chicken romance
General Tso, General Tso
Our sweet and sour, chicken romance
General Tso, General Tso



Credits
Writer(s): Malique Starks
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