MATTE
NicTunez
Conversations with herself, hostile I need some back up
I can't change ya world know you gone act up
Switchin sides like you bi polar, if you ask us
Say they in the lead but I don't see nobody past us
Imma pass up, only in for the fast love
Hollywood hills vacation you couldn't fathom
Ghost in the whip I disappear like it's hallow eve
Natural born leader so obviously, they follow me
Had a team split like adidas and ye
Till they figured im the one you couldn't handle me
Blast off
My brain stay geeking like the mask off
Scratched off
I caught him slipping like Castrol
Bag strong
Push horses like a stallion
Certified need them medallions
Call me the truth, but I ain't 34 (Paul Pierce)
Double back pack gone me, amigo adios
Run it up, they try to tell me I don't run enough
But when I run up and they spot it, his dogs ain't gonna rush
Media circulating the negative we on
We just peddle through the bullshit
They out for the head
I keep a full clip
Syrup and crush is what I use to sip
Till it crush my dog dreams
I'm just here to uplift
Crash dummies, they just let the guns spit
Spin the block, pop the cork
And reminisce on the days we ain't had to worry bout shit
Old wounds feel like new wounds, cause we never healed
Stay away from the old moves
That's how you get your top peeled
Streets don't care about how you feel
It's all about a meal
Damn, I'm spazzing on this shit, hold on
I'm walking on this
Ay, back to back
Flipping these beats feel like the matrix
Reloaded all the heat and start spitting
I can't control it
Cloudy vision, but I'm never losing focus
I've been at the bottom, feeling hopeless
Smooth with it
So I'm inside her like osmosis
Jonesin for the dick
I'm in her mouth like halitosis
All your verses in they terrible 2s
Atrocious
She got a strong back hand like we at the US Open
Bad decisions just ain't something I can cope with
I smoke this gas to get me high and take my pain away
I've been drifting in this world in search of the great escape
Even with money, there isn't sunny days
Said I've been gone
Feel like a runaway
Posted pictures on the wall
Like the depression
My odds are great to fall
But I switch the seasons like a winter ball
Perched up on top like a synagogue
Clifford, I've been a big dog
Top shots
Leave they stomach open like a crop top
Aiming at your noodle time for pasta
Dread head shooters like the Rasta
She say everything I speak is so top notch
My flow heat
Turn her on, call me a hot spot
Pussy good, make me do my dance
Now watch me cha-cha
Watch me cha-cha
Man
Pussy good
Make me do my dance
Now watch me cha-cha
Aye
I can't change the world
No, you gon' act up
It's MATTE with the E baby
Shout out NicTunez
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MATTE
NicTunez
Conversations with herself, hostile I need some back up
I can't change ya world know you gone act up
Switchin sides like you bi polar, if you ask us
Say they in the lead but I don't see nobody past us
Imma pass up, only in for the fast love
Hollywood hills vacation you couldn't fathom
Ghost in the whip I disappear like it's hallow eve
Natural born leader so obviously, they follow me
Had a team split like adidas and ye
Till they figured im the one you couldn't handle me
Blast off
My brain stay geeking like the mask off
Scratched off
I caught him slipping like Castrol
Bag strong
Push horses like a stallion
Certified need them medallions
Call me the truth, but I ain't 34 (Paul Pierce)
Double back pack gone me, amigo adios
Run it up, they try to tell me I don't run enough
But when I run up and they spot it, his dogs ain't gonna rush
Media circulating the negative we on
We just peddle through the bullshit
They out for the head
I keep a full clip
Syrup and crush is what I use to sip
Till it crush my dog dreams
I'm just here to uplift
Crash dummies, they just let the guns spit
Spin the block, pop the cork
And reminisce on the days we ain't had to worry bout shit
Old wounds feel like new wounds, cause we never healed
Stay away from the old moves
That's how you get your top peeled
Streets don't care about how you feel
It's all about a meal
Damn, I'm spazzing on this shit, hold on
I'm walking on this
Ay, back to back
Flipping these beats feel like the matrix
Reloaded all the heat and start spitting
I can't control it
Cloudy vision, but I'm never losing focus
I've been at the bottom, feeling hopeless
Smooth with it
So I'm inside her like osmosis
Jonesin for the dick
I'm in her mouth like halitosis
All your verses in they terrible 2s
Atrocious
She got a strong back hand like we at the US Open
Bad decisions just ain't something I can cope with
I smoke this gas to get me high and take my pain away
I've been drifting in this world in search of the great escape
Even with money, there isn't sunny days
Said I've been gone
Feel like a runaway
Posted pictures on the wall
Like the depression
My odds are great to fall
But I switch the seasons like a winter ball
Perched up on top like a synagogue
Clifford, I've been a big dog
Top shots
Leave they stomach open like a crop top
Aiming at your noodle time for pasta
Dread head shooters like the Rasta
She say everything I speak is so top notch
My flow heat
Turn her on, call me a hot spot
Pussy good, make me do my dance
Now watch me cha-cha
Watch me cha-cha
Man
Pussy good
Make me do my dance
Now watch me cha-cha
Aye
I can't change the world
No, you gon' act up
It's MATTE with the E baby
Shout out NicTunez
NicTunez
Conversations with herself, hostile I need some back up
I can't change ya world know you gone act up
Switchin sides like you bi polar, if you ask us
Say they in the lead but I don't see nobody past us
Imma pass up, only in for the fast love
Hollywood hills vacation you couldn't fathom
Ghost in the whip I disappear like it's hallow eve
Natural born leader so obviously, they follow me
Had a team split like adidas and ye
Till they figured im the one you couldn't handle me
Blast off
My brain stay geeking like the mask off
Scratched off
I caught him slipping like Castrol
Bag strong
Push horses like a stallion
Certified need them medallions
Call me the truth, but I ain't 34 (Paul Pierce)
Double back pack gone me, amigo adios
Run it up, they try to tell me I don't run enough
But when I run up and they spot it, his dogs ain't gonna rush
Media circulating the negative we on
We just peddle through the bullshit
They out for the head
I keep a full clip
Syrup and crush is what I use to sip
Till it crush my dog dreams
I'm just here to uplift
Crash dummies, they just let the guns spit
Spin the block, pop the cork
And reminisce on the days we ain't had to worry bout shit
Old wounds feel like new wounds, cause we never healed
Stay away from the old moves
That's how you get your top peeled
Streets don't care about how you feel
It's all about a meal
Damn, I'm spazzing on this shit, hold on
I'm walking on this
Ay, back to back
Flipping these beats feel like the matrix
Reloaded all the heat and start spitting
I can't control it
Cloudy vision, but I'm never losing focus
I've been at the bottom, feeling hopeless
Smooth with it
So I'm inside her like osmosis
Jonesin for the dick
I'm in her mouth like halitosis
All your verses in they terrible 2s
Atrocious
She got a strong back hand like we at the US Open
Bad decisions just ain't something I can cope with
I smoke this gas to get me high and take my pain away
I've been drifting in this world in search of the great escape
Even with money, there isn't sunny days
Said I've been gone
Feel like a runaway
Posted pictures on the wall
Like the depression
My odds are great to fall
But I switch the seasons like a winter ball
Perched up on top like a synagogue
Clifford, I've been a big dog
Top shots
Leave they stomach open like a crop top
Aiming at your noodle time for pasta
Dread head shooters like the Rasta
She say everything I speak is so top notch
My flow heat
Turn her on, call me a hot spot
Pussy good, make me do my dance
Now watch me cha-cha
Watch me cha-cha
Man
Pussy good
Make me do my dance
Now watch me cha-cha
Aye
I can't change the world
No, you gon' act up
It's MATTE with the E baby
Shout out NicTunez
Writer: MATTHEW TYCIAK
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid