Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire, Chance The Rapper - Untitled lyrics

Is it playing? Oh, oh, oh, oh
Na, na, na, na, na iGH!

Kiss my ass in case you get this
Get the kitchen supplies dishes, washers
Wishing water was delicious as wine
Well aware of when and where and
Who nigga did the crime digit's, smidgets
You know numbers tell the viciousest lies
Picture pigeons could fly
Vision penguins with fins
Pitch a pilot to air soon
Schooling fishes to swim
I can't fall for the offer, off of general p
Gentlemen, I'm a gentleman warning generally
Justify your love justify the blood
Once you find your love don't get lost

A fortune cookie told me it's three routes
Self destruction and self actualization
The others just a quirky maze when
You're driven insane by your imagination
That plain shit
Same shit that always make your plane shift
From a higher plane to an off kilter course
An erroneous maze where you can't shift
Shit, ups, downs
Write strange of the romantic thoughts
You caught your demons with the same lips
That you kiss your mama with
Suck vaginas with i was feeling honest
My honesty just a bunch of
Promises that I can't keep
Honestly I really love all y'all
But y'all make me feel like y'all hate me
Same conundrum Jesus faced
But I don't believe in that fairy tale
Reality's too real
How you look me in the face
And tell me that that I can't feel
Shit, I really gave my soul to y'all
I believed in everything you said
I believe in everything you say
Never really even fucking talk
And I toss and turn behind my bed
And I toss and turn inside my head
And I tossed my turn
Switch one vice for the heist of another
I fucked thirty bitches when
I would've got drunk
I told my niggas that I changed but, umm umm