MIKE - Tapestry lyrics
[MIKE - Tapestry lyrics]
Mm, mm
Don’t want the wrath
Want a mask and the black hoodie
Its not an act
You know I'm back with a sad boogie
You do the math
My brother naavin get the racks to me
I know it's baggage
But the problems in the past push me
Dread and blasphemy
Sittin' relaxed in my apartment
Where these raps put me
You know them baggies
Still be ballin' on his last cookie
They still his mans
That mean somebody in his pack P
‘Feel the land will make me Heartless
And them stabs gushy we the gas bullies
We in the crib making classics
Why the stash bushy gettin' mad kushy
It be hard to make a living in catastrophe
A bit of atrophy at our dark this shit be
Hidden in the fallacies
Isn't what it’s actually
It's always sparse in that decision
Where my passion be drifts and agony
They say i learnt to talk
My shit too casually
I rather trip I can't exist too passively
This big tapestry
Don’t want the wrath
Want a mask and the black hoodie
Its not an act
You know I'm back with a sad boogie
You do the math
My brother naavin get the racks to me
I know it's baggage
But the problems in the past push me
Dread and blasphemy
Sittin' relaxed in my apartment
Where these raps put me
You know them baggies
Still be ballin' on his last cookie
They still his mans
That mean somebody in his pack P
‘Feel the land will make me Heartless
And them stabs gushy we the gas bullies
We in the crib making classics
Why the stash bushy gettin' mad kushy
It be hard to make a living in catastrophe
A bit of atrophy at our dark this shit be
Hidden in the fallacies
Isn't what it’s actually
It's always sparse in that decision
Where my passion be drifts and agony
They say i learnt to talk
My shit too casually
I rather trip I can't exist too passively
This big tapestry