AUTONOMY
Mix it real good
Mix it, mix it real good
Yo, mix it real good
Swish it, mix it real good
Mix it real good
Mix it, mix it real good
Wait, mix it real good
Mix it, mix it
Wait
Some call it weak, some call it brevity
Gone for a week and it already tethering
Writing my shit and I don't need the editing
On my Scooby Doo shit, I be meddling
I got the prize, hold it so steadily
Ketchup and fries, gonna appetize
Bon appétit, I done made something nice
My head infested, it crawling with lice
Sugar and licorice, this tasting right
We making loosies, turn to a highlight
Welcome to my life
PJ exclusive, we really do this
We making music
You staying clueless, wish you could do shit
Hosanna beat
Don't sweat, don't think, don't talk to me
You wannabe
Spread love, big love, AUTONOMY
But don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
And that's just my AUTONOMY
Big cup, big car, big house, new brakes
Big luck, big star, big mouth, new date
Big ups, good job, big pot, new stakes
Big odds, went far, big loss, you got played
Making a comeback, yours for the taking
Lacing the Runtz pack, smile at the smoke
Tracing your run back, hours in the basement
Pray for your funds back, bow to the choke
And it couldn't be me, and it couldn't be me
And it couldn't be me, and it couldn't be
Laying my pride down like it's a rifle
Shrinking, I size down, buying the right clothes
Pie in your face, you is a clown
Miking the place where you lay in the ground
Hiding your shame, faking them out
But I heard your case and I'm saying it loud
Hi-fi, rock bottom
It's like you got mob ties, way y'all shot him down
Fight night, no problem
Hit right in the esophagi, then the sternum
High at the borderline, couple burners
Ride with my under-guys, couple earners
Jotting a couple lines in the service of honesty
Nevermind what you earning
Full honesty
Don't sweat, don't think, don't talk to me
You wannabe
Spread love, big love, AUTONOMY
But don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
And that's just my AUTONOMY
Full honesty
Don't sweat, don't think, don't talk to me
You wannabe
Spread love, big love, AUTONOMY
But don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
And that's just my AUTONOMY
Mix it, mix it real good
Yo, mix it real good
Swish it, mix it real good
Mix it real good
Mix it, mix it real good
Wait, mix it real good
Mix it, mix it
Wait
Some call it weak, some call it brevity
Gone for a week and it already tethering
Writing my shit and I don't need the editing
On my Scooby Doo shit, I be meddling
I got the prize, hold it so steadily
Ketchup and fries, gonna appetize
Bon appétit, I done made something nice
My head infested, it crawling with lice
Sugar and licorice, this tasting right
We making loosies, turn to a highlight
Welcome to my life
PJ exclusive, we really do this
We making music
You staying clueless, wish you could do shit
Hosanna beat
Don't sweat, don't think, don't talk to me
You wannabe
Spread love, big love, AUTONOMY
But don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
And that's just my AUTONOMY
Big cup, big car, big house, new brakes
Big luck, big star, big mouth, new date
Big ups, good job, big pot, new stakes
Big odds, went far, big loss, you got played
Making a comeback, yours for the taking
Lacing the Runtz pack, smile at the smoke
Tracing your run back, hours in the basement
Pray for your funds back, bow to the choke
And it couldn't be me, and it couldn't be me
And it couldn't be me, and it couldn't be
Laying my pride down like it's a rifle
Shrinking, I size down, buying the right clothes
Pie in your face, you is a clown
Miking the place where you lay in the ground
Hiding your shame, faking them out
But I heard your case and I'm saying it loud
Hi-fi, rock bottom
It's like you got mob ties, way y'all shot him down
Fight night, no problem
Hit right in the esophagi, then the sternum
High at the borderline, couple burners
Ride with my under-guys, couple earners
Jotting a couple lines in the service of honesty
Nevermind what you earning
Full honesty
Don't sweat, don't think, don't talk to me
You wannabe
Spread love, big love, AUTONOMY
But don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
And that's just my AUTONOMY
Full honesty
Don't sweat, don't think, don't talk to me
You wannabe
Spread love, big love, AUTONOMY
But don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
Don't talk to me
And that's just my AUTONOMY
Credits
Writer(s): Jakob Scheeringa
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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