Tyler, The Creator - FISHTAIL lyrics

If we find anything in these days and times
I hope it's to live your life
There's no rules to this
Be your motherfuckin' self

Fishtailin', I'm fishtailin'
I'm fishtailin'
Ain't no tellin' if I'm out of control
I'm fishtailin', I said, I'm fishtailin'
(With everything we accomplish)
I'm fishtailin'
Ain't no tellin' if I'm out of control
(yeah, it's still so much more to do)

Hawthorne, California
Years that I was formin' up
Before the world would know me and I
Would come and perform for ya
I was baby bossin' things
Outside of my cornea in the world with mama
Where papa didn't show up for us
I ain't let it phase me
I just focused on my wishes
Execute ideas and accumulate multi-millions
(Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow)
Gеt a bigger house with a kitchen
To cook our mеals in
No niggas that can press me
Whenever I exit buildin'
A boy on handlebars that would
Listen to all my demos
That list was 'bout as long as a limo, but
Here's the memo
Them niggas that look like me treat
My nuance as a nuisance
So they would segregate me 'cause
I didn't match they blueprint
What you think that's tied to?
Shit, they don't know, but I do
So we don't match in eye view, nigga
You peaked in high school
So we can not compare
Your perspective is stuck, goner
'Cause I was signin' eight-figure checks
With my gloves on

I'm fishtailin', I'm fishtailin'
I'm fishtailin'
Ain't no tellin' if I'm out of control
(Don't regret tomorrow what you
Didn't do today)
(Dreams can always become reality)
I'm just livin' my life as the best I see
If it don't excites me, we not the same team
Watchin' comma, comma
Comma since I turned nineteen
So do not pay me no mind

Yeah "How it feel? How it feel?" My nigga
It's so good smile on that baby face
Schooling I was fuckin' up
Focused, I was comin' up
Them kiddies had them tummies up
Was nineteen years of age when my
Pockets was 'bout a hundred up
How I get them checks off, nigga?
I ate and I paid my mama's debt off, nigga
Now the pay stubs is silly
It's millis from old banter
The ice near my shoulders
Colder than Homelander no lackin', ma
The jimmy is strapped like some old sandals
I don't brag 'em
But she said my shit longer than old phantoms
(Skrrt) no alcohol or opium
(Nope) , he sober like some polar skin
He focused
'cause he ain't think rap could
Take him to this podium (yeah)
Livin' every day to the fullest
But move in silence
So romanticize your life
'cause tomorrow ain't pinky promised

Bitch, I'm fishtailin', yeah
I ain't think rap could take me this far
For real changin' niggas lives
I took my mom to Roscoes, early on
And I was like "Listen
You never have to work again
In your motherfuckin' life"
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah
I kept that promise

Who would've ever thunk it? I mean
Did you see we was gon' make it this far?