OBSESSION (feat. Solomon Rennie)
Back to rapping on beat no need for avant-garde
I'm fucking with your earrings yeah they studded like my stars
Spitting fire to impress her now my lyrics sounding charred
And I hope she liked my gesture
Call me later here's my card
I was never good at sports
I couldn't even catch a break
Been in this town so long
My dues are overpaid
Now I'm not that social
Like Medusa they all snake
Throw my hat up in the ring
Nothing higher than my stakes ugh
In convention for the prettiest
I think that you're the finest one
Divine and probably sent from God to try and kill Leviathans
You're cringing but you're vibing
So the signs are saying try again
I got a couple quarters left, not crying if I die again
Messiah confidence, oh I'm often in your forgotten list
I'm positive that I could change your thoughts
The embodiment of the perfect candidate you wanted
Yeah I'm a narcissist
I'ma try to hold the ball, I ain't dropping like Carti did uh
Make a toast to the feeling we couldn't forget
Breaking moments that burn inside of my forehead
Set a rose on the tomb, I'll make it right when I can
I'll use your light for the path, I lose the light so I can't
Weathergirl says words I'll never forget
What that girl said, took me to the world's edge
I'd always make a jump and end up at your doorstep
Conjure up a storm to let me in again, before death
Cut the film strips, piece together narratives
Tell me what I wanna hear
I'm speaking to a parrot in a loop
'Till the truth isn't hard to miss
But in truth I'm a loser I'll hardly flinch
You win
Yeah I said it
'Till my heart doesn't beat, yeah you get it
Let's get this shit
Bring it Truse
I was outcasted like I'm Andre fucking three stacks
That's my rise to action
I thought you would be the climax
Now I'm falling fast and they telling me to relax
Made my life better but now you cause my relapse
Keep falling for the one's that I can't get
Maybe that's why they call me Lovesick
So maybe I go and say fuck it
And confess it right there
Say I love you
But you won't care
I'm fucking with your earrings yeah they studded like my stars
Spitting fire to impress her now my lyrics sounding charred
And I hope she liked my gesture
Call me later here's my card
I was never good at sports
I couldn't even catch a break
Been in this town so long
My dues are overpaid
Now I'm not that social
Like Medusa they all snake
Throw my hat up in the ring
Nothing higher than my stakes ugh
In convention for the prettiest
I think that you're the finest one
Divine and probably sent from God to try and kill Leviathans
You're cringing but you're vibing
So the signs are saying try again
I got a couple quarters left, not crying if I die again
Messiah confidence, oh I'm often in your forgotten list
I'm positive that I could change your thoughts
The embodiment of the perfect candidate you wanted
Yeah I'm a narcissist
I'ma try to hold the ball, I ain't dropping like Carti did uh
Make a toast to the feeling we couldn't forget
Breaking moments that burn inside of my forehead
Set a rose on the tomb, I'll make it right when I can
I'll use your light for the path, I lose the light so I can't
Weathergirl says words I'll never forget
What that girl said, took me to the world's edge
I'd always make a jump and end up at your doorstep
Conjure up a storm to let me in again, before death
Cut the film strips, piece together narratives
Tell me what I wanna hear
I'm speaking to a parrot in a loop
'Till the truth isn't hard to miss
But in truth I'm a loser I'll hardly flinch
You win
Yeah I said it
'Till my heart doesn't beat, yeah you get it
Let's get this shit
Bring it Truse
I was outcasted like I'm Andre fucking three stacks
That's my rise to action
I thought you would be the climax
Now I'm falling fast and they telling me to relax
Made my life better but now you cause my relapse
Keep falling for the one's that I can't get
Maybe that's why they call me Lovesick
So maybe I go and say fuck it
And confess it right there
Say I love you
But you won't care
Credits
Writer(s): Sol Sol
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