Tangled ( L - I - V - E )
Don't kill my frequencies, don't ask too many questions
Can I L-I-V-E?
Like some late night specials, I need that bag, I do
For my women get Louis, I want it bad, I do
For my family truly, I sat around waiting, wait no more, I won't I'm getting impatient
I been played, play no more, I won't for life a sprained ankle
Reflecting, tryna see what's wrong with me from different angles
My thoughts be my curls when I wake up, that shit be all tangled
On my clocks It's always some matching numbers I get from angels
I got something good coming, I been saying but it's missing
If I ain't have this music to my head I'da put a Smith and Wesson
Going down a path of destruction we learn our lessons like
Why we gotta burn before we learn that fire hot?
Why do you have goals that never make it past your block?
I know I won't make it if my music never drop
It's hard, I'm overthinking it, I know, I need to stop
If you starving that appetite get you fancy dinners
Roll your sleeve back down
You ain't put no hand in with us
It's so much pain inside my heart can't be fixed with Aleve
Bros all depressed they decompress when they blowing leaf
I roll up with Jay-Z everyday like I'm Blue Ivy
Really wish I could be a star
Without fame and only money
Slowly forgetting
How to pray but talk to God nightly
Used to read Quran, now I see Arabic it look like Chinese
People in my past looking for me can't locate me
Some is meant to be here forever, some is temporary
Promised my parents I would make it even if it kill me
Five words "He was a real one" in my obituary
Don't kill my frequencies, don't ask too many questions
Can I L-I-V-E?
Like some late night specials, I need that bag, I do
For my women get Louis, I want it bad I do
For my family truly, I sat around waiting, wait no more, I won't I'm getting impatient
I been played, play no more, I won't for life a sprained ankle
Reflecting, tryna see what's wrong with me from different angles
My thoughts be my curls when I wake up, that shit be all tangled
Can I L-I-V-E?
Like some late night specials, I need that bag, I do
For my women get Louis, I want it bad, I do
For my family truly, I sat around waiting, wait no more, I won't I'm getting impatient
I been played, play no more, I won't for life a sprained ankle
Reflecting, tryna see what's wrong with me from different angles
My thoughts be my curls when I wake up, that shit be all tangled
On my clocks It's always some matching numbers I get from angels
I got something good coming, I been saying but it's missing
If I ain't have this music to my head I'da put a Smith and Wesson
Going down a path of destruction we learn our lessons like
Why we gotta burn before we learn that fire hot?
Why do you have goals that never make it past your block?
I know I won't make it if my music never drop
It's hard, I'm overthinking it, I know, I need to stop
If you starving that appetite get you fancy dinners
Roll your sleeve back down
You ain't put no hand in with us
It's so much pain inside my heart can't be fixed with Aleve
Bros all depressed they decompress when they blowing leaf
I roll up with Jay-Z everyday like I'm Blue Ivy
Really wish I could be a star
Without fame and only money
Slowly forgetting
How to pray but talk to God nightly
Used to read Quran, now I see Arabic it look like Chinese
People in my past looking for me can't locate me
Some is meant to be here forever, some is temporary
Promised my parents I would make it even if it kill me
Five words "He was a real one" in my obituary
Don't kill my frequencies, don't ask too many questions
Can I L-I-V-E?
Like some late night specials, I need that bag, I do
For my women get Louis, I want it bad I do
For my family truly, I sat around waiting, wait no more, I won't I'm getting impatient
I been played, play no more, I won't for life a sprained ankle
Reflecting, tryna see what's wrong with me from different angles
My thoughts be my curls when I wake up, that shit be all tangled
Credits
Writer(s): Ish Akanour
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