[Verse 1]

Tummy rumbling for money rolls

My hands looking for something to hold

My mind runnin' like butter on toast

I'm getting heated like a lung from the smoke, like yo

Yo, on the day-to-day

I'm steady tryna mold this paper maché

I'm tryna offer you my brain with all the shapes it'll make

These lames stay in a box, what a waste of crayons

I been tryna get it like I'm dimmin' the lights low

Keep mine slow, but still fill up this pothole

I've seen them ride those fast to the end station, go 'head and chase it

I know this shit moves in cycles

I'm good, yeah

[Hook]

I don't really fuck with triangles no more

I don't really fuck with rectangles either

I don't fuck with hectagons even

I'm done tryna work the angles, it's enough just working the circle

The circle

[Verse 2]

She's such a beautiful problem

Threw me for a loop to be honest

This phone feeling, like a tumor in my pocket

I'ma get up on the roof and drop it

Shit was everything, now it's nothing at all

Yeah, I'm missin' you, but not enough to call

'Cause now I'm looking back on it, tryna put together the parts

The equation of where we started, where we are, it's a circle

Hittin' it raw, Pavlovian

Shawty tried to conquer like Napoleon

My guard's low, all for the boning

And she talkin' all that zodiac jazz, I'm like

I'm like, "Lover, I don't know about that – shit..."

In fact, I don't really know jack

Like Nicholson, I just came through swinging my axe

Tryna get intimate, through the feel of the flesh

Soon as I get some real feelings, I jet

The circle, yeah

[Hook]

I don't really fuck with triangles no more

I don't really fuck with rectangles either

I don't fuck with hectagons even

I'm done tryna work the angles, it's enough just working the circle

The circle

[Verse 3]

Tummy rumbling for money rolls

My hands looking for something to hold

My mind runnin' like butter on toast

I'm sittin' back, getting comfortable, like yo

I'm done with a decade of paying rent late

My funds dried up, but I kept the pen spraying

Now I'm pening these babies and getting paid

Penetrating the game, bumpin' Sade

So if you play this in the fall, what's up?

I know the summer wasn't long enough, like "what the fuck?!"

But yeh, everything will come around, we gon' shut it down

My circle keepin' 100 thou', Mutual I – what's good

[Hook]

I don't fuck with triangles no more

I don't really fuck with rectangles either

I don't fuck with hectagons even

I'm done tryna work the angles, it's enough just working the circle

The circle

[Outro]

The circle

Circle, circle