Tyler, The Creator - MASSA lyrics

Whatever your shit is, man, do it
Whatever bring you that immense joy, do that
That's your luxury
The greatest thing that ever
Happened to me was
Bein' damn near twenty and leavin' Los
Angeles for the first time
I got out my bubble, my eyes just wide
My passport is the most valuable

Massa couldn't catch me
My legs long than a bitch
Got too much self-respect
I wash my hands 'fore I piss
They try to talk me, ehm, I'ma just go

Yeah, when I turned twenty-three
That's when pubеrty finally hit me
My facial hair started growin'
My clothing ain't really fit mе
That caterpillar went to cocoon
Do you get me? See, I was shiftin'
That's really why Cherry Bomb
Sounded so shifty
My taste started changin' from what it
Was when they met me
But first impression is everything
Ain't wanna let me go
Always curious as a child
And askin' questions, so
I ain't give no fucks, if, and
Buts if they accept me
Yo, my boy Skateboard P gave me
That speech in Italy session, um
Thankfully, by hour three
It detoured perspective, um
Thoughts changed so rapid
Turned to butterfly, flower Boy happened
All the bees buzzed me
The bugs screamed they loved me
First time I private airlined, accolades
Song got airtime
Grew into my style, body, and feelings
And fixed my hairline
Calmed down in front of cameras
Business hit tens of millions
I'm not that little boy y'all
Was introduced to at one-nine
Mom was in the shelter
When "Yonkers" dropped, i don't say it
(I don't say it) when I got her out
That's the moment I knew I made it
(yeah, yeah)
I don't come from money, they deny it
Since I don't mirror the stereotypical
Products of my environment
Eight figures in taxes taken
That shit is stupid
A flower gets it's petal, they pluck it
But never use it
It's still potholes in the schools
Where does it go?
It's still loopholes that I use, nobody knows

Massa couldn't catch me
My legs long than a bitch
Got too much self-respect
I wash my hands 'fore I piss
They try to talk me up
But I keep short like Caesar
Eyes open if I pray 'cause
I can't trust God either, uh

Seein' that we only get one life to live
How far do you really wanna take it?
Don't let 'em ever tell you
Nothin' you can't do

Yeah, I purchase more wheels when
I feel like I'm third-wheelin'
My favorite part of the double
R is the bird ceilin'
The panoramic view of the sky
And the sun beamin' that ray of light show
That nobody is front-seatin'
I'm on the hunt for perfect but
Decent is what I been on
I know she fell in love
But commitment is not my end goal
And all my friends that did got too comfy
A little chubby
And that drive to make that money dried
Up when that nose was runny
We ain't gotta pay attention to
The stuff that he battles
Everyone I ever loved had to
Be loved in the shadows
Tug-of-war with X and Y felt
Like a custody battle
Felt like the boat goin' down
It felt like I'm missin' a paddle
Might buy that crib in
Seattle covered in grass, lackin' gravel
(yeah) it come with two boats and
Cattle, I'm livin' sweet, ain't you heard?
(Ain't you heard, nigga?)
This perspective from the beak of a bird
You hope I peak, you take my peace
You gon' see me and run
Like thieves in the night
I'm paranoid, I sleep with a gun
The heat on my dungaroos because
They beefin' for fun
I'm vegan for now, I'm conscious
Know my hands meet when I bow
I'm grateful, you niggas hateful
You eat at me, you got a plate full
You can't relate to these things
I say to these instrumentals
Whether it's wealth talk or
Shit that's painful
I paint full pictures of my
Perspective on these drum breaks
Just for you to tell me it's
Not good from your lunch break
Holiday season a vision you have to
Understand from perspective
Check your resources, nigga