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Kagey & Waskii - Motions (feat. Sakaela Jahstice) Lyrics




I've been out at sea
Not lost no I think I found me
Like my issues still there but they're caught in this breeze
Yea
I'm seeing different things
You know my obsession with scenes and quality time with my beings
I never knew life was a dream my deja vu days made me see
I'm often not sure where I be
My presence is not with my being no

So mostly I chill in my room feeling hazed, my eyes looking glazed, you'd think I was blazed
Not a permanent space in this maze, let the memories play in my brain
Yea

I go through the
Motions
Motions
Motions
Motions

Yea
It's hard to stay positive
These changes and damn revolutions
And all of these uppity boomers
Who always pass judgement on things that we're doing
I excel daily to grow not to f*cking try prove shit
I excel daily to grow not to f*cking try prove shit

I go through the
Motions
Motions
Motions
Motions

Yo
Hittas and riches and bitches
This lifestyle is vicious that shit number one on my hit list
I dabble in straight cunnilingus
You homies perfected the rim lick
Ah
A flip of the script for you misfits
A twist on my tips for my kinship
A shooter of gin for my women
I'll take it if everyone's chicken
I'll take all the shots
Homie gifted
Uplifted
No blur to my vision no L's on my mission take shots like I'm pippin
Young niggas want cash but they won't bus dishes
You homies want wives but you still chasing bitches
You still grinding weak for your riches
You still blowing cash on this overpriced liquor
You stuck dawg for go motherf*cking figure
Your visual spectrum minute in its scope
I surf my own wave just so homie can cope
You swim with the sheep homie ain't got no hope
I'll tie me a tie while you look for a rope
A noose round your head coz you're gonna die broke

Engaging the itch in your vein (vein)
Depleting the stores in your brain (brain)
A drink and a pill for the pain (pain)
The young homie feeling deranged (ay)
The women here love to play games (games)
These every day stabbings insane (sane)
The fires burn bright to the flame (yea)
They televise lies for the pay
Engaging the itch in your vein (vein)
Depleting the stores in your brain (brain)
A drink and a pill for the pain (pain)
The young homie feeling deranged (ay)
The women here love to play games (games)
These every day stabbings insane (sane)
The fires burn bright to the flame (yea)
They televise lies for the pay

Yo
I spit this conscious it's flawless and I'm not a screamer but mosh pit regardless
Just don't sleep on mine and this night ending bloodless
A jab to your nose
Reverberate like procussion
Your nose end up bleeding
Your face looking cunt
Hit 180 corners
You'd think we're being hunted
Yours truly in passenger, liquored and blunted
The homie young bk
Got snow in his nostrils
And Glitch speak in tongues like he losing his conscious
We all want to Texas and time seemed to stop
Yea
My mental is heavy kick back with penis and envy sit back and just chant shit with Mary
My ludicrous bars sometimes scary
Some xans
And this sitch gon' got hairy
You squirm like lactose bitch covered in diary
I don't believe Peter so f*ck all your fairies
Amphetamines, energy, pillies, got popped
OD at 20 not reaching the top, not a statistic, reported at most
I'm dodging most vices but can't clear the coast

Engaging the itch in your vein (vein)
Depleting the stores in your brain (brain)
A drink and a pill for the pain (pain)
The young homie feeling deranged (ay)
The women here love to play games (games)
These every day stabbings insane (sane)
The fires burn bright to the flame (yea)
They televise lies for the pay
Engaging the itch in your vein (vein)
Depleting the stores in your brain (brain)
A drink and a pill for the pain (pain)
The young homie feeling deranged (ay)
The women here love to play games (games)
These every day stabbings insane (sane)
The fires burn bright to the flame (yea)
They televise lies for the pay
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I've been out at sea
Not lost no I think I found me
Like my issues still there but they're caught in this breeze
Yea
I'm seeing different things
You know my obsession with scenes and quality time with my beings
I never knew life was a dream my deja vu days made me see
I'm often not sure where I be
My presence is not with my being no

So mostly I chill in my room feeling hazed, my eyes looking glazed, you'd think I was blazed
Not a permanent space in this maze, let the memories play in my brain
Yea

I go through the
Motions
Motions
Motions
Motions

Yea
It's hard to stay positive
These changes and damn revolutions
And all of these uppity boomers
Who always pass judgement on things that we're doing
I excel daily to grow not to f*cking try prove shit
I excel daily to grow not to f*cking try prove shit

I go through the
Motions
Motions
Motions
Motions

Yo
Hittas and riches and bitches
This lifestyle is vicious that shit number one on my hit list
I dabble in straight cunnilingus
You homies perfected the rim lick
Ah
A flip of the script for you misfits
A twist on my tips for my kinship
A shooter of gin for my women
I'll take it if everyone's chicken
I'll take all the shots
Homie gifted
Uplifted
No blur to my vision no L's on my mission take shots like I'm pippin
Young niggas want cash but they won't bus dishes
You homies want wives but you still chasing bitches
You still grinding weak for your riches
You still blowing cash on this overpriced liquor
You stuck dawg for go motherf*cking figure
Your visual spectrum minute in its scope
I surf my own wave just so homie can cope
You swim with the sheep homie ain't got no hope
I'll tie me a tie while you look for a rope
A noose round your head coz you're gonna die broke

Engaging the itch in your vein (vein)
Depleting the stores in your brain (brain)
A drink and a pill for the pain (pain)
The young homie feeling deranged (ay)
The women here love to play games (games)
These every day stabbings insane (sane)
The fires burn bright to the flame (yea)
They televise lies for the pay
Engaging the itch in your vein (vein)
Depleting the stores in your brain (brain)
A drink and a pill for the pain (pain)
The young homie feeling deranged (ay)
The women here love to play games (games)
These every day stabbings insane (sane)
The fires burn bright to the flame (yea)
They televise lies for the pay

Yo
I spit this conscious it's flawless and I'm not a screamer but mosh pit regardless
Just don't sleep on mine and this night ending bloodless
A jab to your nose
Reverberate like procussion
Your nose end up bleeding
Your face looking cunt
Hit 180 corners
You'd think we're being hunted
Yours truly in passenger, liquored and blunted
The homie young bk
Got snow in his nostrils
And Glitch speak in tongues like he losing his conscious
We all want to Texas and time seemed to stop
Yea
My mental is heavy kick back with penis and envy sit back and just chant shit with Mary
My ludicrous bars sometimes scary
Some xans
And this sitch gon' got hairy
You squirm like lactose bitch covered in diary
I don't believe Peter so f*ck all your fairies
Amphetamines, energy, pillies, got popped
OD at 20 not reaching the top, not a statistic, reported at most
I'm dodging most vices but can't clear the coast

Engaging the itch in your vein (vein)
Depleting the stores in your brain (brain)
A drink and a pill for the pain (pain)
The young homie feeling deranged (ay)
The women here love to play games (games)
These every day stabbings insane (sane)
The fires burn bright to the flame (yea)
They televise lies for the pay
Engaging the itch in your vein (vein)
Depleting the stores in your brain (brain)
A drink and a pill for the pain (pain)
The young homie feeling deranged (ay)
The women here love to play games (games)
These every day stabbings insane (sane)
The fires burn bright to the flame (yea)
They televise lies for the pay
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Writer: Khanya Gwala
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