MUTE - Intellectual

[Chorus]

I count too often

Mama yo son been standin' tall he ain't touch the sky yet

You gon' fall if you reach out to me, ah yeah

Fuck my friends who done left, don't know what right is

Girl It's killers everywhere try me today

Come here, if I ain't careful I'll be dead

Blood on my sneakers gettin' wet

It's a breeze everywhere, fuck with me

Might throw a party in the street, just me and my peace

I'm a pretty nigga so I do what I can

And they say that we shop like a god

I'm fly as a jet, she want mе to walk it out

Don't give a fuck about yo man, fuck are we talkin' bout

Can't lovе you more than what's in my hands

Fuck, I spilled my drink now I'm pissed

Can't even feel my own hands

I'm too hard, I don't miss

She bring me that bag, stick it to the man

I don't feel nothin' at all, I don't forget, damn sure don't forgive

Look at the way she walk, whole lot of back, got a whole lot of hair

They tryin' to take my sauce, didn't think I'd notice but I did

Got skeletons up in the closet

Last year, took a walk upon a mountain

I'm just talkin' my shit bein' honest

Mixed up but it sound like I'm modest

All this ink and I don't need a pen

Spit it on top of the head

I'm a lightyear away from the bottom

I'm just tellin' y'all all of my problems

I don't want no karma, that bitch gon' be fuckin' up my high

I don't want no drama, I go M.I.A for peace of mind

I don't want no calls, turn off all them messages I'm fine

Closed some doors, seperate my lows from my highs

If you ain't got no good to say, get yo ass left on read

If I see that you playin' both sides, fuck it, it is what it is

I'm breakin' your record in no time

That's somethin, they know who I am

Come put it in motion, aw yeah

Simple, now you gon' know who I am

I count too often

Mama yo son been standin' tall he ain't touch the sky yet

You gon' fall if you reach out to me, ah yeah

Fuck my friends who done left, don't know what right is