Ambivalent (feat. Sambrum)

Looking back I was just feeling ambivalent
I was kicked out in the snow I was shivering
It was that time when I needed my timberlands
I was just crunching on toast ain't no cinnamon

This was the type of shit that gave me discipline
Homies believed in me bought me some instruments

It was the little things that made the difference
Copped me a keyboard producing like Timbaland

Ay
Yuh

Got me a microphone feeling like Timberlake
I was so hungry there like there was no dinner plate
Used to go crash at my friends by the interstate

Yuh

Changing locations that's how I would I innovate
Heating it up with the fire, incinerate
Wishing my haters would go and disintegrate

OG kush with the Minute Maid
Wasn't no time for no dinner date

Nowadays I'm just a win away
Run it back I reiterate

There's a whole lotta shit I could take away
Let me loose and imma breakaway
I'm Kobe Bryant with the fade away
That's how I slide on a 808

Yah

Looking back I was just feeling ambivalent
I was kicked out in the snow I was shivering
It was that time when I needed my timberlands
I was just crunching on toast ain't no cinnamon

This was the type of shit that gave me discipline
Homies believed in me bought me some instruments

It was the little things that made the difference
Copped me a keyboard producing like Timbaland

Ay, aight, let's go

Rockin' my timberland boots cause we still be constructing

I be the brown bull named Sumby
With brown boy named Beezy don't need introductions

People been doubting me straight from the go

But it don't ever distract from the goal

Get out my lane or else pay me the toll

I'm on a roll and I take control
Shawty in love with this, she know I'm so different
We gonna run this shit cause no one equivalent
Watching out for the snakes, be vigilant
Swervin' out on you, tear your ligaments
Came from the gutter we was immigrants
This brown takeover imminent

Looking back I was just feeling ambivalent
I was kicked out in the snow I was shivering
It was that time when I needed my timberlands
I was just crunching on toast ain't no cinnamon

This was the type of shit that gave me discipline
Homies believed in me bought me some instruments

It was the little things that made the difference
Copped me a keyboard producing like Timbaland

Ay



Credits
Writer(s): Kabir Bedi, Nick Gmerek, Sambrum Sreenivas
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