From corners to coroners
The same words and sentiments
Many pay us no mind
But I'm learning to live
Without it making a difference
If you can't interest the indifferent
Them receipts better have returning interest
Cause they'll
Drop it like its not shit
If it ain't in the moment every moment
You mustn't not want it
Tell us why you want this position
Ronnie Radke pick me ass interviews
For business suits
The truth is heavy now re-listen
From corners to coroners
The listener convinced
Their mind an all exclusive event
To an extent I get it
British pubs ain't fit for American blood
If it ain't on point six timing we don't want it
Friends and family however your list runs
Whatever isle you shop from for your idol
The survival tactics with this stuff
I can't be one to play dumb
This comes from what I'm soon to digress
This
How many nest re-built from carcass
Grave shifts ahead were we rob for options
How many Jay Z blueprints
Before we realize we just add extensions
Ferris (fair is) how they build on
The Michigan campus drive building
How many genuine you don't sign
Cause you don't see a dollar sign
And you tell em that he's color blind
When he see you running red lights
And the same for the crew cause yall tight
Meanwhile his gaslight flashing
He stuck working, door dashing
Living check to check
Just to check the next
Coast2Coast
Get some videos to boast
That what he learns means the most
That you can't mean what you mean
And do whatever means
Even if it turns your insides mean
For a average
Dressed all lavishly
It's one thing when you never had it
But why certain middle class feining
Like they really need this
Knowing you didn't your next meal
Like you don't know who bought your first vehicle
And f*ck it if it were about talent
Then why ain't Chris Patrick selling whole stadiums on average
Why ain't McKinley Dixon winning Grammys
Why ain't 615 Tribe at every venue
Why is SadGurl bout the realest nigga out of a lot of you
But that's petty thinking
Even if there's no reflections
I know they know they beauty
It's a certain trait I find
A hound dog kinda thing
Can't be crying all the time
Do you start to taste the vinegar
Does the attraction lose traction
Stomach turning as I can't digest
The fakest with the placements
But hey he good at handshaking
Or he'll do his little dance
And we caught in his trance
And the fellows want his stance
And the girls want in
Presence
With the fabric of my being
We fit checking
Till we rid of every Ian
My presence in these places lessen
My presence in these places lessen
My presence in these places lessen
Trust I ain't forgotten direction to the booth
To tell the truth I'm sitting on a lot
Sometimes you just gotta prepare for the fog
Just a little update on what's going on
I'm at the party
In the corner
Writing my little poems
They say the thoughts I have are dangerous
I don't
Have any good generations to build upon
Convinced the mascara is a least
And the mask scares us
When we think
Of who we are at core
If we ain't him or friends
Excuse of getting foot in the door
So congratulations to the Nike placements
I understand you won't compromise
So let me say it thrice
From corners to coroners
This Neitherworld practice ain't what rap is
Can't wait on hip hop Jesus
Can't rely on Kendrick
We have to be the changes we wanna see on this plane
Ain't no more number games
Ain't no quality based on fame
Ain't no more fake shit
Ain't no more drake shit
I say this basic
To not twist any narrtive
To anyone hearing this
Especially all of us in Nashville
This crabs in bucket thinking got us sunken
I hate seeing these women objectified
And basic ass high hats from top hats
That can't even recognize a perm from a curl
If I could I burn every dollar in the world
Unsure the direction we'll take
Don't care if it comes off as harp
But to the fake Trill
I be (IB) a fairs (affairs) person to warn
Get smart we here to kill
And bitch we have a list
From here on out
We giving art back to the artist
Project X'D out by tonight
Smiling death as the party just flat
(clear)
From here on out
We giving art back to the artist
Project X'D out by tonight
Smiling death as the party flat
(clear)
From here on out
We giving art back to the artist
Project X'D out by tonight
Smiling death as the party just flat
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TOPDOWN - 10/03 Lyrics
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English
From corners to coroners
The same words and sentiments
Many pay us no mind
But I'm learning to live
Without it making a difference
If you can't interest the indifferent
Them receipts better have returning interest
Cause they'll
Drop it like its not shit
If it ain't in the moment every moment
You mustn't not want it
Tell us why you want this position
Ronnie Radke pick me ass interviews
For business suits
The truth is heavy now re-listen
From corners to coroners
The listener convinced
Their mind an all exclusive event
To an extent I get it
British pubs ain't fit for American blood
If it ain't on point six timing we don't want it
Friends and family however your list runs
Whatever isle you shop from for your idol
The survival tactics with this stuff
I can't be one to play dumb
This comes from what I'm soon to digress
This
How many nest re-built from carcass
Grave shifts ahead were we rob for options
How many Jay Z blueprints
Before we realize we just add extensions
Ferris (fair is) how they build on
The Michigan campus drive building
How many genuine you don't sign
Cause you don't see a dollar sign
And you tell em that he's color blind
When he see you running red lights
And the same for the crew cause yall tight
Meanwhile his gaslight flashing
He stuck working, door dashing
Living check to check
Just to check the next
Coast2Coast
Get some videos to boast
That what he learns means the most
That you can't mean what you mean
And do whatever means
Even if it turns your insides mean
For a average
Dressed all lavishly
It's one thing when you never had it
But why certain middle class feining
Like they really need this
Knowing you didn't your next meal
Like you don't know who bought your first vehicle
And f*ck it if it were about talent
Then why ain't Chris Patrick selling whole stadiums on average
Why ain't McKinley Dixon winning Grammys
Why ain't 615 Tribe at every venue
Why is SadGurl bout the realest nigga out of a lot of you
But that's petty thinking
Even if there's no reflections
I know they know they beauty
It's a certain trait I find
A hound dog kinda thing
Can't be crying all the time
Do you start to taste the vinegar
Does the attraction lose traction
Stomach turning as I can't digest
The fakest with the placements
But hey he good at handshaking
Or he'll do his little dance
And we caught in his trance
And the fellows want his stance
And the girls want in
Presence
With the fabric of my being
We fit checking
Till we rid of every Ian
My presence in these places lessen
My presence in these places lessen
My presence in these places lessen
Trust I ain't forgotten direction to the booth
To tell the truth I'm sitting on a lot
Sometimes you just gotta prepare for the fog
Just a little update on what's going on
I'm at the party
In the corner
Writing my little poems
They say the thoughts I have are dangerous
I don't
Have any good generations to build upon
Convinced the mascara is a least
And the mask scares us
When we think
Of who we are at core
If we ain't him or friends
Excuse of getting foot in the door
So congratulations to the Nike placements
I understand you won't compromise
So let me say it thrice
From corners to coroners
This Neitherworld practice ain't what rap is
Can't wait on hip hop Jesus
Can't rely on Kendrick
We have to be the changes we wanna see on this plane
Ain't no more number games
Ain't no quality based on fame
Ain't no more fake shit
Ain't no more drake shit
I say this basic
To not twist any narrtive
To anyone hearing this
Especially all of us in Nashville
This crabs in bucket thinking got us sunken
I hate seeing these women objectified
And basic ass high hats from top hats
That can't even recognize a perm from a curl
If I could I burn every dollar in the world
Unsure the direction we'll take
Don't care if it comes off as harp
But to the fake Trill
I be (IB) a fairs (affairs) person to warn
Get smart we here to kill
And bitch we have a list
From here on out
We giving art back to the artist
Project X'D out by tonight
Smiling death as the party just flat
(clear)
From here on out
We giving art back to the artist
Project X'D out by tonight
Smiling death as the party flat
(clear)
From here on out
We giving art back to the artist
Project X'D out by tonight
Smiling death as the party just flat
The same words and sentiments
Many pay us no mind
But I'm learning to live
Without it making a difference
If you can't interest the indifferent
Them receipts better have returning interest
Cause they'll
Drop it like its not shit
If it ain't in the moment every moment
You mustn't not want it
Tell us why you want this position
Ronnie Radke pick me ass interviews
For business suits
The truth is heavy now re-listen
From corners to coroners
The listener convinced
Their mind an all exclusive event
To an extent I get it
British pubs ain't fit for American blood
If it ain't on point six timing we don't want it
Friends and family however your list runs
Whatever isle you shop from for your idol
The survival tactics with this stuff
I can't be one to play dumb
This comes from what I'm soon to digress
This
How many nest re-built from carcass
Grave shifts ahead were we rob for options
How many Jay Z blueprints
Before we realize we just add extensions
Ferris (fair is) how they build on
The Michigan campus drive building
How many genuine you don't sign
Cause you don't see a dollar sign
And you tell em that he's color blind
When he see you running red lights
And the same for the crew cause yall tight
Meanwhile his gaslight flashing
He stuck working, door dashing
Living check to check
Just to check the next
Coast2Coast
Get some videos to boast
That what he learns means the most
That you can't mean what you mean
And do whatever means
Even if it turns your insides mean
For a average
Dressed all lavishly
It's one thing when you never had it
But why certain middle class feining
Like they really need this
Knowing you didn't your next meal
Like you don't know who bought your first vehicle
And f*ck it if it were about talent
Then why ain't Chris Patrick selling whole stadiums on average
Why ain't McKinley Dixon winning Grammys
Why ain't 615 Tribe at every venue
Why is SadGurl bout the realest nigga out of a lot of you
But that's petty thinking
Even if there's no reflections
I know they know they beauty
It's a certain trait I find
A hound dog kinda thing
Can't be crying all the time
Do you start to taste the vinegar
Does the attraction lose traction
Stomach turning as I can't digest
The fakest with the placements
But hey he good at handshaking
Or he'll do his little dance
And we caught in his trance
And the fellows want his stance
And the girls want in
Presence
With the fabric of my being
We fit checking
Till we rid of every Ian
My presence in these places lessen
My presence in these places lessen
My presence in these places lessen
Trust I ain't forgotten direction to the booth
To tell the truth I'm sitting on a lot
Sometimes you just gotta prepare for the fog
Just a little update on what's going on
I'm at the party
In the corner
Writing my little poems
They say the thoughts I have are dangerous
I don't
Have any good generations to build upon
Convinced the mascara is a least
And the mask scares us
When we think
Of who we are at core
If we ain't him or friends
Excuse of getting foot in the door
So congratulations to the Nike placements
I understand you won't compromise
So let me say it thrice
From corners to coroners
This Neitherworld practice ain't what rap is
Can't wait on hip hop Jesus
Can't rely on Kendrick
We have to be the changes we wanna see on this plane
Ain't no more number games
Ain't no quality based on fame
Ain't no more fake shit
Ain't no more drake shit
I say this basic
To not twist any narrtive
To anyone hearing this
Especially all of us in Nashville
This crabs in bucket thinking got us sunken
I hate seeing these women objectified
And basic ass high hats from top hats
That can't even recognize a perm from a curl
If I could I burn every dollar in the world
Unsure the direction we'll take
Don't care if it comes off as harp
But to the fake Trill
I be (IB) a fairs (affairs) person to warn
Get smart we here to kill
And bitch we have a list
From here on out
We giving art back to the artist
Project X'D out by tonight
Smiling death as the party just flat
(clear)
From here on out
We giving art back to the artist
Project X'D out by tonight
Smiling death as the party flat
(clear)
From here on out
We giving art back to the artist
Project X'D out by tonight
Smiling death as the party just flat
Writer: caleb rudd
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid