James, The younger - Illuminati Confirmed lyrics
[James, The younger - Illuminati Confirmed lyrics]
You know i heard no one ever talks
About the days before
Come through nose up
Always fucking fending
No call all stress
Always look defeated
(yeah they all at my door) always looking
Like you fucking depressed
(and it's always bout drugs)
I don’t need that me I stick and compress
(and they want all my dogs)
I don’t need the fucking bullshit
Always rolling with the fucking cruel shit
(send it away)
I don’t need your fucking cool shit
Nah I don’t need your fucking crew shit
(yeah i send it away)
I don’t dig your execution
Time for me to execute it (send it away)
Look how I’m doing this putrid
Look how I’m doing this true shit
(yeah i'm here to stay)
On my mama bout to go get this started
All I’m worried bout is family
And I’m really not motha fucking sorry
When I say that I’ve been stunting
Little nigga know he been running
What he running from something
Foul instead Chilling out discovering
That well fuck he might be the greatest
Rolling round with the players
Got some roots out in shaker
Raised to know bout my maker
So I’m balling out till I get paper
I do magic call me a laker
I’m zooming through traffic
With clear dedication
Ratchets round the corner
Thinking imma be famous
But why do they say this
I’m on a higher existence
My sound is fucking persistence
Between me and hate there’s some distance
I’m not gon ask for forgiveness
Competition lack consistence
When all my songs sound like christmas
All I’m saying is I made it
Reincarnated the rager
Come through nose up
Always fucking fending
No call all stress
Always look defeated
(yeah they all at my door) always looking
Like you fucking depressed
(and it's always bout drugs)
I don’t need that me I stick and compress
(and they want all my dogs)
I don’t need the fucking bullshit
Always rolling with the fucking cruel shit
(send it away)
I don’t need your fucking cool shit
Nah I don’t need your fucking crew shit
(yeah i send it away)
I don’t dig your execution
Time for me to execute it (send it away)
Look how I’m doing this putrid
Look how I’m doing this true shit
(yeah i'm here to stay)
About the days before
Come through nose up
Always fucking fending
No call all stress
Always look defeated
(yeah they all at my door) always looking
Like you fucking depressed
(and it's always bout drugs)
I don’t need that me I stick and compress
(and they want all my dogs)
I don’t need the fucking bullshit
Always rolling with the fucking cruel shit
(send it away)
I don’t need your fucking cool shit
Nah I don’t need your fucking crew shit
(yeah i send it away)
I don’t dig your execution
Time for me to execute it (send it away)
Look how I’m doing this putrid
Look how I’m doing this true shit
(yeah i'm here to stay)
On my mama bout to go get this started
All I’m worried bout is family
And I’m really not motha fucking sorry
When I say that I’ve been stunting
Little nigga know he been running
What he running from something
Foul instead Chilling out discovering
That well fuck he might be the greatest
Rolling round with the players
Got some roots out in shaker
Raised to know bout my maker
So I’m balling out till I get paper
I do magic call me a laker
I’m zooming through traffic
With clear dedication
Ratchets round the corner
Thinking imma be famous
But why do they say this
I’m on a higher existence
My sound is fucking persistence
Between me and hate there’s some distance
I’m not gon ask for forgiveness
Competition lack consistence
When all my songs sound like christmas
All I’m saying is I made it
Reincarnated the rager
Come through nose up
Always fucking fending
No call all stress
Always look defeated
(yeah they all at my door) always looking
Like you fucking depressed
(and it's always bout drugs)
I don’t need that me I stick and compress
(and they want all my dogs)
I don’t need the fucking bullshit
Always rolling with the fucking cruel shit
(send it away)
I don’t need your fucking cool shit
Nah I don’t need your fucking crew shit
(yeah i send it away)
I don’t dig your execution
Time for me to execute it (send it away)
Look how I’m doing this putrid
Look how I’m doing this true shit
(yeah i'm here to stay)