Blue November - Andy’s Suite lyrics
[Blue November - Andy’s Suite lyrics]
Slap that motherfucking bass Khari
Slap that motherfucking bass Khari
Never closed off see I keep my soul portable
Up-and down seesaw something like an oracle
Red painted walls yellow
Buses felt rhetorical
Timeline glitching I work the
Shit is historical
Welcome to my suite, the chamber
Time won't exist and neither will your anger
Only love in focus when he seen in public
People don't approach 'em
Resting murder face yeah I'll off
Him for a token
Your feature? I'ma do it cause
Your fans? I'ma pouch 'em
Urban encroachment
Reserved and preserved 'til this
Moment could surface
Never give a thirsty chick dick
She gon' earn it
Never give a scary nigga work
He gon' burn it
I'm learning that most of you
Ain't worth the concern
Cause you always under heat like
A fucked up perm is
Nigga where's your permit?
We don't claim gangs we claim
Hoods you can't serve in
I don't claim nothing but a
Blunt and some bourbon
And I'm thinking from the suburbs
Cause I don't look suburban
Your mans? I don't trust 'em
My mother made me custom
I think for myself like a deadbeat
Fell in love with someone then
You ended up a stranger
Fell in love with money and
You probably threw a rager
Made some friends, caught an end
Never did a favor you saw the light and act
Polite me? I'm swinging danger
Slap that motherfucking bass Khari
Welcome to my suite, the chamber
Time won't exist and neither will your
Neither will your anger yeah, yeah
Welcome to my suite, the chamber
Time won't exist and neither will your anger
(Anger, anger) chucking the rum and the wood
Is burning like Amazon
A couple pounds on her and she sweet
My Amazon prime shit
Delivering quick right after analog
Six-disc changer switching between
The catalogs
Westbound, but that ye shit is too much
Keep crowns form the kings but they
Throwing 'em when it's too clutch
Religious views in the midst of the Ku Klux
We all somebody hero 'til time
Sticks you a new rut
And with that said, said
Welcome to my suite, the chamber
Time won't exist and neither will your anger
(Anger, anger)
Slap that motherfucking bass Khari
Slap that motherfucking bass Khari
Never closed off see I keep my soul portable
Up-and down seesaw something like an oracle
Red painted walls yellow
Buses felt rhetorical
Timeline glitching I work the
Shit is historical
Welcome to my suite, the chamber
Time won't exist and neither will your anger
Only love in focus when he seen in public
People don't approach 'em
Resting murder face yeah I'll off
Him for a token
Your feature? I'ma do it cause
Your fans? I'ma pouch 'em
Urban encroachment
Reserved and preserved 'til this
Moment could surface
Never give a thirsty chick dick
She gon' earn it
Never give a scary nigga work
He gon' burn it
I'm learning that most of you
Ain't worth the concern
Cause you always under heat like
A fucked up perm is
Nigga where's your permit?
We don't claim gangs we claim
Hoods you can't serve in
I don't claim nothing but a
Blunt and some bourbon
And I'm thinking from the suburbs
Cause I don't look suburban
Your mans? I don't trust 'em
My mother made me custom
I think for myself like a deadbeat
Fell in love with someone then
You ended up a stranger
Fell in love with money and
You probably threw a rager
Made some friends, caught an end
Never did a favor you saw the light and act
Polite me? I'm swinging danger
Slap that motherfucking bass Khari
Welcome to my suite, the chamber
Time won't exist and neither will your
Neither will your anger yeah, yeah
Welcome to my suite, the chamber
Time won't exist and neither will your anger
(Anger, anger) chucking the rum and the wood
Is burning like Amazon
A couple pounds on her and she sweet
My Amazon prime shit
Delivering quick right after analog
Six-disc changer switching between
The catalogs
Westbound, but that ye shit is too much
Keep crowns form the kings but they
Throwing 'em when it's too clutch
Religious views in the midst of the Ku Klux
We all somebody hero 'til time
Sticks you a new rut
And with that said, said
Welcome to my suite, the chamber
Time won't exist and neither will your anger
(Anger, anger)
Slap that motherfucking bass Khari