Tuesday Mxrning - Scarlxrd

These days I’ve been impatient

Bored of the same stuff

All through the waiting

Borderline crazy I’m so frustrated

I want the wrong way when my pee touch pavement

Bounce like I’m waving

Fuck agents they’re bases

Every day they replace them

Why would I stay complacent

Disengaging engagements, yeah

You niggas stop off the nameless

I’m so that’s so fly no raven

Stamp my passport grab my payment

Get out the way off the way so it’s paved in

Smokin' a spliff, crushing a German whip

Pull me over you’re racist

All the in my statements

They got me shook in amazement

I never follow the crown

I walk back withstandin' the chasin'

They wanna reach out now

Well take your hand back 'cause I don’t need savin'

I’m 'bout to gas, I made it

Shit’s so close I could taste it

Roll with the darts on wave behind

Behind bars like it’s time that I’m facin'

I’m disturbed with it

You’re not gonna get down with the sickness

Told my shrink that I love my image

And got up and left before the time finished

Wanna talk 'bout five more minutes

I know what I want and how I’m gon get it

Prime of my life locked down in buildin'

Playin' the game of life into real shit

I don’t see nothin' in front of me, you better follow me, leavin'

We stackin' apologies, I do not kick it with wannabes

I’d rather spit than do comedy, that’s just a part of me

I’m 'bout to let it out honestly

Setting myself with a wide list of oddyseys

That shit can never come back, it’s not me

I get that shit for the cash, honestly

I’ve been workin' hard, why should I spend a day?

yeah

I like gettin' paid, swipe my card that way, yeah

I’ve been workin' hard, why should I spend a day?

yeah

I like gettin' paid, swipe my card that way, damn

Day drinker, full-time overthinker

I get stolen like my Ford stinger

I don’t know why I do this either

I got the success

Came with seizures, killin' off leaders

No more breathers, one-time dealer

Still no feature, I’m not creature

I just sparked one

'Bout to sprint like a sawed-off shotgun

Chill where I come from

Move four kids

Don’t care about conduct

You’re not a bad man

You know someone, that knows someone that’s never been locked up

Self-esteem for my long run

Sweet to the face, to the lungs

I don’t waste time on the wrong ones

Don’t watch face, but this face has been bases

What grade?

Yeah man’s on it

I grind hard 'till I spot my profit

You ain’t got nothing but the seats in your wallet

You may as well go sew out your pockets

Bars still spit from my mouth like vomit

I am a lord and I profit not modest

They’re all washed up, washed up, damn uh

Feelin' like a makers, I’ve been cleanin' up, yeah uh

Chillin' in the city I was birthed from

These niggas always act like they the toughest dons, uh

Ridin' around my woes, damn