Tasman Keith, Kwame - NOT 4 SAFETY lyrics
[Tasman Keith, Kwame - NOT 4 SAFETY lyrics]
Top floor, baby
Not for safety
Them folks lazy
Push up daisies
MI, HD
No type, Swae Lee
Ain't shit, A-League
This life ain't free (Yeah! Yeah)
I got too much on my mind
I ain't got the space to run out and go
(Go, go, go)
You was searching through the night
Hoping that you'd find your way to your soul
(Soul, soul)
How it feel when you at the top still
Facing your face but it's not real?
(How it feel?)
And we gon' turn the night
To a highlight reel
How you like that feel? Yeah
Certified, don't need a medal
Mind being going off the instrumental (Oh)
Keep it confidential, this shit monumental
(Shh)
I pack the venue, your shit prolly rental
(Oh)
And it's "Fuck your plays"
Thought you had me played
Eat 'em up, no M, I am not afraid
Cut 'em up, no fade, this shit not no game
If it weren't for the voices
I wouldn't sound so strained
Top floor, baby
Not for safety
Them folks lazy
Push up daisies
MI, HD
No type, Swae Lee
Ain't shit, A-League
This life ain't free (Yeah)
I just took my new one to the function
(Function)
She say "You gon' kill
Yourself from wondering"
(Wondering)
I fill too much space inside my conscious
(Conscious)
I feel too much (Too much) in my conscious
King of the whole set, look at the progress
Looking for peace now, you should be so vexed
Don't share the secret, only with hip piece
Who do you trust now? Tell me it next week
Sitting inside of yourself (Wait)
Knowing you find where you fell (Stay)
I put my mind on a bill
Cosign help you feel (Safe)
Numbers don't lie but they sell (Pay)
You give your pride for a deal, ayy
Top floor, baby
Not for safety
Them folks lazy
Push up daisi―
Daisies
MI, HD
No type, Swae Lee
Ain't shit, A-League
This life ain't free
Not for safety
Them folks lazy
Push up daisies
MI, HD
No type, Swae Lee
Ain't shit, A-League
This life ain't free (Yeah! Yeah)
I got too much on my mind
I ain't got the space to run out and go
(Go, go, go)
You was searching through the night
Hoping that you'd find your way to your soul
(Soul, soul)
How it feel when you at the top still
Facing your face but it's not real?
(How it feel?)
And we gon' turn the night
To a highlight reel
How you like that feel? Yeah
Certified, don't need a medal
Mind being going off the instrumental (Oh)
Keep it confidential, this shit monumental
(Shh)
I pack the venue, your shit prolly rental
(Oh)
And it's "Fuck your plays"
Thought you had me played
Eat 'em up, no M, I am not afraid
Cut 'em up, no fade, this shit not no game
If it weren't for the voices
I wouldn't sound so strained
Top floor, baby
Not for safety
Them folks lazy
Push up daisies
MI, HD
No type, Swae Lee
Ain't shit, A-League
This life ain't free (Yeah)
I just took my new one to the function
(Function)
She say "You gon' kill
Yourself from wondering"
(Wondering)
I fill too much space inside my conscious
(Conscious)
I feel too much (Too much) in my conscious
King of the whole set, look at the progress
Looking for peace now, you should be so vexed
Don't share the secret, only with hip piece
Who do you trust now? Tell me it next week
Sitting inside of yourself (Wait)
Knowing you find where you fell (Stay)
I put my mind on a bill
Cosign help you feel (Safe)
Numbers don't lie but they sell (Pay)
You give your pride for a deal, ayy
Top floor, baby
Not for safety
Them folks lazy
Push up daisi―
Daisies
MI, HD
No type, Swae Lee
Ain't shit, A-League
This life ain't free