Circle Theory
Drown in the ocean, drown in the emotional motion
Niggas high five while we smokin', ask what we tokin'
Niggas chuck our cheese for the token
Niggas turn fiends for the oaks, and
I got three eyes open
Third eye see through the haze on occasion
Cards to the chest, and I seen through they faces
It's all black everything, all black everything
Bobby Lee could've been a better friend (could've been a better friend, I guess)
Like pardon me, could I get another hand? (Could I get another hand I need, uh)
Like charity, could I lend another gram? (I think I got something for you, my nigga)
Like Bobby Lee could've been a better friend
I do, I do, I do
I choose to mind my biz, my circle fits all of my relatives
I live in my dreams, I got ideas of who I'm better than
I say watch your toes, my fancy feet don't mind my elegance ('gance)
My elegance, it's evident
Say oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
All black everything
Listen to Aminè, he said reel it in
Big fish feels I couldn't reel it in
No idea, like I told you then
And I told you now, and I told you then, and I told you now
Gotta let it in, gotta let it out
Get your figures in, got it figured out
What you're putting in, gotta put it out
No chance that the plans ain't potent
No splits, so I don't send opens
No thoughts, like a nigga can't focus
Y'all buggin', we used to share roaches
Pull the car, where you are, boulevard, boulevard
Point him out, where he at?
Should've called, should've gone, should've saw, get involved
We be on the road again, 'gain, 'gain
Bobby Lee could've been a better friend (could've been a better friend, I guess)
Like pardon me, could I get another hand? (Could I get another hand I need, uh)
Like charity, could I lend another gram? (I think I got something for you, my nigga)
Like Bobby Lee could've been a better friend
I do, I do, I do
I choose to mind my biz, my circle fits all of my relatives
I live in my dreams, I got ideas of who I'm better than
I say watch your toes, my fancy feet don't mind my elegance ('gance)
My elegance, it's evident
Say oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Niggas high five while we smokin', ask what we tokin'
Niggas chuck our cheese for the token
Niggas turn fiends for the oaks, and
I got three eyes open
Third eye see through the haze on occasion
Cards to the chest, and I seen through they faces
It's all black everything, all black everything
Bobby Lee could've been a better friend (could've been a better friend, I guess)
Like pardon me, could I get another hand? (Could I get another hand I need, uh)
Like charity, could I lend another gram? (I think I got something for you, my nigga)
Like Bobby Lee could've been a better friend
I do, I do, I do
I choose to mind my biz, my circle fits all of my relatives
I live in my dreams, I got ideas of who I'm better than
I say watch your toes, my fancy feet don't mind my elegance ('gance)
My elegance, it's evident
Say oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
All black everything
Listen to Aminè, he said reel it in
Big fish feels I couldn't reel it in
No idea, like I told you then
And I told you now, and I told you then, and I told you now
Gotta let it in, gotta let it out
Get your figures in, got it figured out
What you're putting in, gotta put it out
No chance that the plans ain't potent
No splits, so I don't send opens
No thoughts, like a nigga can't focus
Y'all buggin', we used to share roaches
Pull the car, where you are, boulevard, boulevard
Point him out, where he at?
Should've called, should've gone, should've saw, get involved
We be on the road again, 'gain, 'gain
Bobby Lee could've been a better friend (could've been a better friend, I guess)
Like pardon me, could I get another hand? (Could I get another hand I need, uh)
Like charity, could I lend another gram? (I think I got something for you, my nigga)
Like Bobby Lee could've been a better friend
I do, I do, I do
I choose to mind my biz, my circle fits all of my relatives
I live in my dreams, I got ideas of who I'm better than
I say watch your toes, my fancy feet don't mind my elegance ('gance)
My elegance, it's evident
Say oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh
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Writer(s): Evan George, Kristian Foster
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