Find Me
First window was broken
So in the studio these strangers start smoking
Paying bills for all of the thrills
Way too much fun half wasn't even working
Talkin shit and wasn't promoting
People wanna tan
But will never help a black man
They lie and act like a Stan
But won't sit up just to understand
I get these people I don't want their respect
All your hate banter won't upset me
I'll sacrifice alot to do what I wish
Figuring out my aim so I'm happy to miss
Love is usually a bad thing
I don't want to go back and forth
This is my life and not a ring
Writing feelings like is a novel, it's over due
I'll do anything just to get over you
The chain broke
And onn top of the food chain
In Vietnam like I'm Bourdan
Making love to hide more pain
Thanksgiving ain't really a feast
It's about being inside the belly of the beast
It's like everybody wants every piece of me
But none of y'all are bringing any peace to me
People are jokes
Keep them aside
On my own side
Y'all can't steal my peace
So I have to fly away in this breeze
My heart is an ice box
Never need to gloat
If you get too close you'll need a trench coat
I just hide behind my own moat
Distance too far will capsize any boat
Everything is cap that you are saying
What I say is defined as pure capsaicin
Burning my competitors
I don't make a home for any of these settlers
Eating at a place called gringo
And sippin on Pellegrino
And I'm on a Palomino
At a metal show
In the pit my face getting soaked
Wearing a pair called chino
Always been myself ain't clone no
Not from the planet Kamino
I was pulling up, they were squaring up
You stand on a mountain,
I stand on my word which i know is more firm
Rap archeologist
Spilling blood just so I cleanse this
Know I'm meant for this
Skipping more food than songs
Not always on IG for long
You can find me
On my yoga mat
Working to burn some fat
Turn up the thermostat
Y'all want to know where I'm at
You can find me in the evening
Moving be hind the scenes
Write in my head
Grab my bass guitar into the night I shred
Will rap til I'm dead
But this gonna be the reason why I was fed
So in the studio these strangers start smoking
Paying bills for all of the thrills
Way too much fun half wasn't even working
Talkin shit and wasn't promoting
People wanna tan
But will never help a black man
They lie and act like a Stan
But won't sit up just to understand
I get these people I don't want their respect
All your hate banter won't upset me
I'll sacrifice alot to do what I wish
Figuring out my aim so I'm happy to miss
Love is usually a bad thing
I don't want to go back and forth
This is my life and not a ring
Writing feelings like is a novel, it's over due
I'll do anything just to get over you
The chain broke
And onn top of the food chain
In Vietnam like I'm Bourdan
Making love to hide more pain
Thanksgiving ain't really a feast
It's about being inside the belly of the beast
It's like everybody wants every piece of me
But none of y'all are bringing any peace to me
People are jokes
Keep them aside
On my own side
Y'all can't steal my peace
So I have to fly away in this breeze
My heart is an ice box
Never need to gloat
If you get too close you'll need a trench coat
I just hide behind my own moat
Distance too far will capsize any boat
Everything is cap that you are saying
What I say is defined as pure capsaicin
Burning my competitors
I don't make a home for any of these settlers
Eating at a place called gringo
And sippin on Pellegrino
And I'm on a Palomino
At a metal show
In the pit my face getting soaked
Wearing a pair called chino
Always been myself ain't clone no
Not from the planet Kamino
I was pulling up, they were squaring up
You stand on a mountain,
I stand on my word which i know is more firm
Rap archeologist
Spilling blood just so I cleanse this
Know I'm meant for this
Skipping more food than songs
Not always on IG for long
You can find me
On my yoga mat
Working to burn some fat
Turn up the thermostat
Y'all want to know where I'm at
You can find me in the evening
Moving be hind the scenes
Write in my head
Grab my bass guitar into the night I shred
Will rap til I'm dead
But this gonna be the reason why I was fed
Credits
Writer(s): Emmanuel Simon
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