From Here - Intellectual

[Intro: BK]

Sometimes I think about those summer nights

Chain smoking on the porch, we plan out all our lives

I saw you brightly one morning

You're so hyphy, you're my wifey

You're here nightly, you should come over and fight me

I heard the hypebot

He said, "Fight for art," he said, "Fight hard"

He said, "Fuck the established, make your own shit

Take on more challenges, and own it, just own it"

Yeah, uh

Got a couple fans, that's my taskforce

Got a couple stamps on my passport

Baby you're so fly, need to transport

Put it in the bag, that's my Jansport

Baby you got racks, couple bands worth

Yeah, I've been wasted all day

Eyes looking strained and I'm not walking straight

I'm feeling the shade from here

I'm feeling ashamed from here

I'm feeling ashamed from--

You living the life, no anecdote

It's killing my eyes to see her go

I'm on the rise like I'm the GOAT

You trying to get high, check in my coat

I got these friends in high places

White in your nose like you a racist

I got friends in high places

Whoa (whoa!)

You know I heard about a thing or two

Heard that you had a fling or two

Heard you dating him and him though

Whoa, then why you fucking him and him though?

Yeah, you say happy and single and shit

But you stacking bodies like you are Pringles and shit

You acting innocent, finish it, drinking clear but no Guinnesses

Say it's none of my business, then quit hitting up my phone then

You say you busy but you're barely working

You acting jealous then quit fucking lurking

Say it now: you and me isn't working

I see your friends over there fucking smirking