DylanOnMars - Objectively Speaking (feat. Beanie Mike) Lyrics

Objectively speaking, I'm outside for the weekend, we can post for a pic, and you better
Not delete it. I can eat it and beat it, f*ck around and repeat it. Then I post it on Twitter
Hope my momma don't see it. All the defenses gon' be in it, say I'm genuinely tweaking it
All your friends, they be creepin' it, shit, them shorties be peepin' it. I'm tryna note though

Is you really hatin' or you with me on the low flow? See you in the party, you should meet me on the flow flow
I could buy a drink, and I could buy you FOMO. See it in your eyes, girl, you be gettin' FOMO
That's why I can't f*ck with you no more. Toe dope, clap my hands, and you go go
But tell me, girl, where'd you really go, though

Saw a pic of you last week, I can't lie, I laughed. Funny how you really got to droppin' in your graph
I'm workin' on my craft while you chillin' in the closet. Nonsense, tired of the shit you be talkin'
Often hear it from the grapevine, shorty, we don't waste time, that's why you can't take mine
No more FOMO, yeah, no more FOMO

They thought I was finished, then why you still breathin'? Okay, now really I'm geekin' because like Loki I'm missin'
I kinda wish I was in it, could I hit it and quit it? Don't need you in my business, cause I know that we're finished
But the thought's so good that I might hope, might f*ck around on a bad night, though
But it's not too much that I get, though, no more

I be on death row, laughin' like Seth Rowe. Die with a smile if a gun to my head, though
Make it make sense, though, guess that I was ten-fo', maybe like six-four
But I'm content with the way I was made for, yeah, no more FOMO, yeah
Girl, no more FOMO

Just another day in my life, hoppin' on a beat I find I like
Ain't no secret recipe, just a ton of long nights
Ton of sacrifice, ton of hard work, still tryin' to figure out the worth
Whole thing built from the dirt, I'd probably start a clothing brand before I really do merch
Yeah I know I ain't do it first, to me, that's proof it works
Gu on Pro Tools, I need pro shots
Throwin' up the camera, not to see what pose I got
I'm recordin' hot, flows I got, hotter than
Clothes I got, hotter than, hoes you got
The kid in me had to keep it goin', I was told to stop
Since I'm gettin' streamed, I live my dream, whether known or not
Yeah, I take my time, I take yours too, like I grabbed your watch
I can tell, your boy's, a f*ckin' bitch, he probably talk to cops
We savages, take your soul, in bits and pieces
Like it's Kanye chopped, no matter where I go
I'm always from the place that made hip-hop
I'm cookin' up, every single day, just like every ock