program - Masked Man, Atwood, Cloud Mac

You’re sweet, summer sweet

I feel, like a fiend

I’ve been, thinking things

Over quiet light, wasting

Oh now, I ain’t really one for the program

Baby please telling you to slow down

I am just one with my own sound

Oh I just, oh now, I ain’t really one for the program

Baby please telling you to slow down

I am just one with my own sound

Oh I just

Yo man?

all our friend they all journalists

Spent a second in out shoes and now they specialists

Busy working on the headlines

I don’t give a fuck about that bread line

We’ll never pander to these paparazzi motherfuckers

Flashing lights in th stars, all that lies above us

And if you’re toxic I am too, that’s th truth

Let the vemon trickle down from the fang into you

Oh now, I ain’t really one for the program

Baby please telling you to slow down

I am just one with my own sound

Oh I just, oh now, I ain’t really one for the program

Baby please telling you to slow down

I am just one with my own sound

Oh I just

And I ain’t pick back up

See I ain’t really tryna play when your ex act tough

Sooner he gonna catch a fade if he tryna act up

Don’t lay a hand on my bae?

shit about to change

I’ma throw down

Please don’t let me catch you

When we both 'round

Or you gon' be regretting some shit you may have said

Don’t be acting like this a TV screen

Now I’ma show out

She be telling me to slow down

Oh now, I ain’t really one for the program

Baby please telling you to slow down

I am just one with my own sound

Oh I just, oh now, I ain’t really one for the program

Baby please telling you to slow down

I am just one with my own sound

Oh I just, oh now, I ain’t really one for the program

Baby please telling you to slow down

I am just one with my own sound

Oh I just, oh now, I ain’t really one for the program

Baby please telling you to slow down

I am just one with my own sound