I Think This is Indie

Think you're good for me
You are, you are
You're not good to me
How can I let it go when I think
Your good for me
You are, you are

These niggas half asleep
They're narcoleptic
Fuck a skeptic, coins I collect it
You're not selected
Now ya' feeling stressed bitch
Careful with my time I'm selective

I been up from early by choice
Heard they wanna' hurt me
Thats noise
Stand tall, stand straight I'm poised
Snake bite to your neck
Now you're poisoned

Gulag had to send em' to the void
Pocket fat looking like I do roids
Gimie' time
Fucking up the planet asteroids
Baby been a dime
Looking to bad to noice'

Said she like my cheekbones
And my voice
Disclosure my secrets white noise
I was with a brown ting
Said she like white Boys
With a brown ting said
She like white boys

Think you're good for me
You are, you are
You're not good to me
How can I let it go when I think
You're good for me
You are, you are

Walking through the valley
Of the shadow of Death
I can't fear evil
Coz' I'm way to prepped
Them man ain't on my leauge
Level not yet, not yet
Neptune and I came through
With the wet

Baby on my body
And she touching on my Neck
She ain't gonna tell no one
Keith sweat no stress

She don't like when I say no just yes
Asking how far will I go just guess
Ain't gonna waste your time no less
Mummy I'm fine it's only stress

Praying to my god
These niggas are Stressed
I'm climbing right up to the top
Everest I'm ever blessed



Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Clarke
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