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Phrinko - What Am I Made For? Lyrics



Phrinko - What Am I Made For? Lyrics




Keep my mouth shut and let my mind talk
I'm a bum dude chilling on a sidewalk
Out my mind, like I listen to my mind talk
I run the track, you looking like a light jog
Get the lights on, snapping like a python
In the end, I'll be thinking "Where's the time gone?"
F*cking right on, living with no time-log
Times have been rough, like a pinecone

Hot ones, giving hot dome
Last night I don't know how I got home
One second here, the next: different timezone
19, but I hardly feel like I'm grown
Yung kid in the world, I'm on my own
For the most part, but I always got my bros
Monster underneath, been living with a cyclone
I'm a lost soul, where is my home?

What am I made for?
Why they throw shade, though?
I got bad habits and
I can't seem to shake those

What am I made for?
Why they throw shade, though?
I got bad habits and
I can't seem to shake those

I bite they heads off, like a tight jaw
Got a text, and she said she want my white sauce
Ya I'm a wrapper, but I like it raw
Roll a spliff, sit back, and light it dawg
Short fuse, been burning all night long
Blow em off, like I'm a ticking time bomb
Drama on my mind, dawg
Commas on my mind, dawg
Might be an airhead, but I gotta fly on

She said I got a nice flow
I close my eyes, and I'm chilling with a light show
My heart's already cold, I don't like snow
Somehow I always float, like a hydro
Maniac
I'm insane, that's facts
I do right, and then hang a left
I cannot fold
I swallow pride, I got a mouth full
The devil calls, and I go

What am I made for?
Why they throw shade, though?
I got bad habits and
I can't seem to shake those

What am I made for?
Why they throw shade, though?
I got bad habits and
I can't seem to shake those

What am I made for?

Keep my mouth shut, and let my mind talk
Nobody knows what I'm on
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Keep my mouth shut and let my mind talk
I'm a bum dude chilling on a sidewalk
Out my mind, like I listen to my mind talk
I run the track, you looking like a light jog
Get the lights on, snapping like a python
In the end, I'll be thinking "Where's the time gone?"
F*cking right on, living with no time-log
Times have been rough, like a pinecone

Hot ones, giving hot dome
Last night I don't know how I got home
One second here, the next: different timezone
19, but I hardly feel like I'm grown
Yung kid in the world, I'm on my own
For the most part, but I always got my bros
Monster underneath, been living with a cyclone
I'm a lost soul, where is my home?

What am I made for?
Why they throw shade, though?
I got bad habits and
I can't seem to shake those

What am I made for?
Why they throw shade, though?
I got bad habits and
I can't seem to shake those

I bite they heads off, like a tight jaw
Got a text, and she said she want my white sauce
Ya I'm a wrapper, but I like it raw
Roll a spliff, sit back, and light it dawg
Short fuse, been burning all night long
Blow em off, like I'm a ticking time bomb
Drama on my mind, dawg
Commas on my mind, dawg
Might be an airhead, but I gotta fly on

She said I got a nice flow
I close my eyes, and I'm chilling with a light show
My heart's already cold, I don't like snow
Somehow I always float, like a hydro
Maniac
I'm insane, that's facts
I do right, and then hang a left
I cannot fold
I swallow pride, I got a mouth full
The devil calls, and I go

What am I made for?
Why they throw shade, though?
I got bad habits and
I can't seem to shake those

What am I made for?
Why they throw shade, though?
I got bad habits and
I can't seem to shake those

What am I made for?

Keep my mouth shut, and let my mind talk
Nobody knows what I'm on
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Writer: Robert Brooks
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Length: 2:50
Written by: Robert Brooks

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