Radamiz, Marlon Craft - Caterpillar lyrics

Hey this is choob and you're listening to
Every Bad Day Has Good News

Caterpillars turning into butterflies
Then back into caterpillars
Never taught to run and hide
Never taught to stan a million dollars
That's a subtle size
Never taught to shuck and jive, never

I rhyme solo, incite pollo psychologist
Your fans fuck with you but, uh
Not monogamous
I've caught Zs on dorm room floors
Smelled the vodka on hungover ams
And daydreamed about packing out
Stadiums when I'm bored
I wear my flaws like Buscemi puffers
Relentless efforts
Heavy pressures and empty summers
Send a number, send a calling
Is my calling numbered?
Is your stalling stuttered?
Is your balling for others?
My B-sides sound like A-sides
My day times cross the state lines
And intertwine space and size
Data and crime, agents and pride
Stainless facades
Playlist a proverb and make it a tribe
Make you subscribe and make it salaam
I hope you make it in time
I know I'm vacant and slime
To you but fuck it
This is the cost for my mind
Seven leaf clovers and White Claws
Flutes bring the peace out the pythons
And fleets from an icon
Slide through life like socks on Nylon
Even King Kong's biggest prize was a Viacom
Dominican debutant keeps a healthy debit card
The DJs shout us out this
Much because we extra large
The DJs shout us out this
Much because we extra large
Everybody has a hard life
Everybody has limitless within
Their reservoir, my Lord
Billion dollars in a Buick with
A shitty credit score
I guess I'm the greatest
At least the latest one to (Oh oh, yo, yo)

Caterpillars turning into butterflies
Then back into caterpillars
Never taught to run and hide
Never taught to stan a million dollars
That's a subtle size
Never taught to shuck and jive, never

Only jive on Marlon's record
Was the Jackson 5
Back when I was learning ABCs
I laid these themes
These days it seems we're more
Judged on our reaction time
Than how we adapt with time, shit
And that's a crime think I'm good now, baby
Wait until I'm actualized
Adding organic to the organs of the culture
What, you want me to
Wait until dudes metastasize?
What, you want me act like
It ain't basic bitch Halloween
Year-round, like I don't see
All these cats disguised?
Shit, it's the bashful
Blanquito, turned rapper, lost ego
Found joy and got free, bro
I really feel like if they did the work
They could've got it
Botched free throws, pride injured
Got y'all on street clothes, I'm in the gym
Chris Brickley in my inner child
He gon' be a beast
He got taken from me young
So lately I've been Liam Nees'
Deep convos with my soul like, "Yo
Feel free to speak" playing with testers
Learning all that shit was a lesson
'Cause come Throwback Thurs' ain't tryna
Be Mitchell and guessin'
Think if I stayed the same me
Might get a different reception
When you keep your honor, they got objections
But I'm comfortable, like
Few more years and I could probably
Cry in front of you i'm comfortable like
I ain't doing shit I don't wanna do
I'm comfortable like
Feel like my time's arrivals punctual
I ain't gotta be blunt with you
If I'm talking, that's already blunt with you
Cool, calm and crafty
Fools on futons try Sue Yong my taxi
But let the kids nap, tell 'em the kings back
We wasn't here before
But what we embodied was 'cause
Caterpillars turning into butterflies
Then back into caterpillars
Never taught to hum a lie
Ain't so much this state that we in
At this point in the cycle
Know regardless that we gon' reprise
Caterpillar