Poet
Know it's been a while
I been tryna run the mile
Tryna turn this shit up, tryna turn the dial
Would you pick up if I dial?
It's been rainy days, yea
Hoping the pain fadeaway, yea
Look at what I made today, yea
Nigga, look at what I made today, yea
Brody tell me bout this shit, I think he really venting, yea
You tell me that you playing, but I think you really meant it
I talk to God, but my mind get demented
Yea
And even if you do right, you could always get resented
Hm, Yea
Got some shit to say, I think that I'm a poet
Why he keep on shootin'?
He wanna keep on throwin'
She gon throw it back
Yea she gon' keep on throwin'
This is how we live though
This is how we do it
If you know this shit, then I know that you went through it
TJ feel ya pain, know we all went through it
Might not wanna show it, but we all go through it
Nigga this shit get ruthless, yea this shit get stupid
I just got 'em lined up in a row, just like I'm cupid
I can't let the time go by, I'm feelin' stupid
I feel like I'm Kyrie, with the left hand, gotta shoot it
I can't let the time go by that would be stupid
I know this game is on the line, I'm feelin' ruthless
I feel like I'm Kyrie, with the left hand, Imma shoot it
That shit was so fire, so you know I had to loop it
Niggas don't be gangsta's, man they code it got diluted
Smokin' on this gas, contributing to pollution
You ever been the problem, the same you the solution?
You could do the math, you know Paper never lose it
Just by a shoulder bump, I feel like I might lose it
But just like Dwayne Wade, you know I never lose it
Get the bigger picture, you know Paper never losin'
Feel like I'm the chosen one, I know they all be choosin'
If you had these powers you know you cannot abuse it
Nigga must be dumb, why he talkin' like he clueless?
Nigga must be dumb, like, we'll leave 'em toothless like
Talkin' out ya jaw, like, we will leave you toothless
Yea, But it's only me yea
And it's only T, yea
And it's only me
How the fuck I did it?
I don't know
They know when I switch up, they like, wassup wit' me?
I feel like I gotta go
Don't worry, cause I always think about the shit you done for me
I been tryna run the mile
Tryna turn this shit up, tryna turn the dial
Would you pick up if I dial?
It's been rainy days, yea
Hoping the pain fadeaway, yea
Look at what I made today, yea
Nigga, look at what I made today, yea
Brody tell me bout this shit, I think he really venting, yea
You tell me that you playing, but I think you really meant it
I talk to God, but my mind get demented
Yea
And even if you do right, you could always get resented
Hm, Yea
Got some shit to say, I think that I'm a poet
Why he keep on shootin'?
He wanna keep on throwin'
She gon throw it back
Yea she gon' keep on throwin'
This is how we live though
This is how we do it
If you know this shit, then I know that you went through it
TJ feel ya pain, know we all went through it
Might not wanna show it, but we all go through it
Nigga this shit get ruthless, yea this shit get stupid
I just got 'em lined up in a row, just like I'm cupid
I can't let the time go by, I'm feelin' stupid
I feel like I'm Kyrie, with the left hand, gotta shoot it
I can't let the time go by that would be stupid
I know this game is on the line, I'm feelin' ruthless
I feel like I'm Kyrie, with the left hand, Imma shoot it
That shit was so fire, so you know I had to loop it
Niggas don't be gangsta's, man they code it got diluted
Smokin' on this gas, contributing to pollution
You ever been the problem, the same you the solution?
You could do the math, you know Paper never lose it
Just by a shoulder bump, I feel like I might lose it
But just like Dwayne Wade, you know I never lose it
Get the bigger picture, you know Paper never losin'
Feel like I'm the chosen one, I know they all be choosin'
If you had these powers you know you cannot abuse it
Nigga must be dumb, why he talkin' like he clueless?
Nigga must be dumb, like, we'll leave 'em toothless like
Talkin' out ya jaw, like, we will leave you toothless
Yea, But it's only me yea
And it's only T, yea
And it's only me
How the fuck I did it?
I don't know
They know when I switch up, they like, wassup wit' me?
I feel like I gotta go
Don't worry, cause I always think about the shit you done for me
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Writer(s): Troy Henry Jr
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