Below the Belt
Tell me why you go below the belt
Swim deep like Michael Phelps
Do that to no one else
Shit so good cause I get it so wet
If I start fucking for work
Bet it take me outta debt (No more debt yeah)
Everything you do feels like I'm playing chess
Hate to admit that I was begging for respect
It kills me
Feels like I been doing hard time
Stuck in a cellar where there's no wine
Lie to Jalen saying I'm feeling fine
Laying on sand and there ain't no tide
When I just wanted to check on you
I would never flex on you
Know I'm the best for you
And I got no regrets
Tell me why you go below the belt
Swim deep like Michael Phelps
Do that to no one else
Tell me how you know
I needed help
To save me from myself
I put my heart up on a shelf
And I don't need no charity
Got family and friends with me
You was s'posed to be a supplement you see
Almost died a couple times to get a college degree
You tryna fuck the price went up
You know it come wit a fee
It's hella niggas wanna terminate me
I wrap my braids around they neck
They start to choke in they sleep
Empty my glass all day just wish that you could pour into me
We going back and forth
Like channels on a broken TV
I'm asking
Why you wanna be my villain
Why's this pain so persistent
Wiser than I was last year but
Dumb enough to think a nigga
Could save me from my childhood triggers
And meet my needs that was way bigger
Salvation you cannot deliver
Honestly I ain't been praying
Lord knows I need some saving
Take me to a brand new place where
I'm free and don't get so complacent
Mistakes are not so death adjacent
Ain't no time so we can't waste it
I'm saying
And if you think I'm going down (Oh, oh)
You got another thing coming
If you think I'm playing round
You got another thing coming
You you you got another thing coming
If you think I ain't gone blow
I ain't gone have no sold out shows
You got another thing coming
I won't make grammy awards
You got another thing coming for ya
You
Another thing coming
Yeah, another thing coming for ya
You, you you got another thing coming
It's just another thing coming for ya
Yeah, it's just another thing coming for ya
You got another thing coming
Tell me why you go below the belt
Swim deep like Michael Phelps
Do that to know one else
Tell me how you know
I needed help
To save me from myself
I put my heart up on a shelf
Mmmm
Yeah
Mmmm
Yeah, yeah, yes
Mmmm
Yeah yeah, yes
Mmmm
Yeah yeah, yes
Yeah
You go
I know you you go
Yeah you you go
I know you you go
Yeah you you go
Yeah you you go
Yeah you you go
I know you you go
You know
Swim deep like Michael Phelps
Do that to no one else
Shit so good cause I get it so wet
If I start fucking for work
Bet it take me outta debt (No more debt yeah)
Everything you do feels like I'm playing chess
Hate to admit that I was begging for respect
It kills me
Feels like I been doing hard time
Stuck in a cellar where there's no wine
Lie to Jalen saying I'm feeling fine
Laying on sand and there ain't no tide
When I just wanted to check on you
I would never flex on you
Know I'm the best for you
And I got no regrets
Tell me why you go below the belt
Swim deep like Michael Phelps
Do that to no one else
Tell me how you know
I needed help
To save me from myself
I put my heart up on a shelf
And I don't need no charity
Got family and friends with me
You was s'posed to be a supplement you see
Almost died a couple times to get a college degree
You tryna fuck the price went up
You know it come wit a fee
It's hella niggas wanna terminate me
I wrap my braids around they neck
They start to choke in they sleep
Empty my glass all day just wish that you could pour into me
We going back and forth
Like channels on a broken TV
I'm asking
Why you wanna be my villain
Why's this pain so persistent
Wiser than I was last year but
Dumb enough to think a nigga
Could save me from my childhood triggers
And meet my needs that was way bigger
Salvation you cannot deliver
Honestly I ain't been praying
Lord knows I need some saving
Take me to a brand new place where
I'm free and don't get so complacent
Mistakes are not so death adjacent
Ain't no time so we can't waste it
I'm saying
And if you think I'm going down (Oh, oh)
You got another thing coming
If you think I'm playing round
You got another thing coming
You you you got another thing coming
If you think I ain't gone blow
I ain't gone have no sold out shows
You got another thing coming
I won't make grammy awards
You got another thing coming for ya
You
Another thing coming
Yeah, another thing coming for ya
You, you you got another thing coming
It's just another thing coming for ya
Yeah, it's just another thing coming for ya
You got another thing coming
Tell me why you go below the belt
Swim deep like Michael Phelps
Do that to know one else
Tell me how you know
I needed help
To save me from myself
I put my heart up on a shelf
Mmmm
Yeah
Mmmm
Yeah, yeah, yes
Mmmm
Yeah yeah, yes
Mmmm
Yeah yeah, yes
Yeah
You go
I know you you go
Yeah you you go
I know you you go
Yeah you you go
Yeah you you go
Yeah you you go
I know you you go
You know
Credits
Writer(s): David Cole Jr, David Cole Jr.
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