[Part I]
[Verse: matt proxy]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Ask my grandma, did she saw it by her witness
Niggas copy us and call it monkey business
And I like you girl, you don't mind my ignorance
You just stop and listen
Are you feeling it? Feeling extradition
I'm not perfect, I got some contradictions
Is it worth it? Is it worth it?
Sell your soul just to get a foreign
Sell your soul just to get a fortune
Focus on myself, now my skin is glowing (Satan, Satan, Satan)
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, there's leaders and there's followers
But I'd focus on myself 'fore all of us
Yeah, I said there's leaders and there's followers
But your music is never on my monitor
Yeah, I said there's leaders and there's followers
Why you comment on my page? I'm a harvester
I said there's leaders and there's followers
But I'd rather be a dick than a swallower
[Bridge: kyu]
Man, we gon' play my man, matt proxy, real—
I guess I'm the problem but do I look like I care?
I guess I'm the problem but do I look like I care?
I guess I'm the problem but do I look like I care?
For I'm on the run for the grudge that is always on me
I guess I'm the problem but do I look like I care?
I guess I'm the problem but do I look like I care?
I guess I'm the problem but do I look like I care?
For I'm on the run for the grudge that is always on me
[Part II]
[Intro: matt proxy]
Yeah, ay, yeah
Yeah, yeah, ay
[Verse: matt proxy]
With my head up high, and my jeans down low
I'ma touch the sky with like all my bros
If a nigga wanna talk, drop Geronimo
Gotta keep my money high while my eyes are low, my eyes are closed
To all them niggas hating on me
Jumping over the barrier, I ain't paying a fee
Tell that nigga do not call unless you paying me, yeah
You is not my bro unless you faded with me, yeah
I'ma touch the sky, I do it faithfully, yeah
I'm falling and I can't turn back, yeah
I'm falling and I can't turn back, yeah
I'm falling and I can't turn back, turn back
[Instrumental Drop]
[Outro: matt proxy]
I trench my jeans tucked, for my shoes could be cleaner
Not too long, it's a short service breather
Come with my mom and my sister
I leave her broken car
At least it got a seat heater
Lamb in my coat, warfare outside
I'm so blue like cyanide
I'm by myself, can't sleep at night
I only pray when I fall, my knees are right, yeah
I'm so scared of Jesus Christ, uh
And my sister don't believe in Christ
We all kids tryna find a meaning, right?
Yeah, I'm so fucked up but you ain't see it right
Yeah, I shared the room 'til I was thirteen, alright
But I got good sleep, I would dream at night
Hard work, FL, THC at night
I was in my drinks, I've been to mead tonight, yeah
From the crash, from the lead tonight, uh
From the cars we ain't seen tonight
I don't know where I'ma sleep at night
I just need a place I can dream tonight, yeah
From the crash, from the lead tonight
And my sister don't believe in Christ, uh
[Part III]
[Intro: matt proxy]
Like, how is she feeling now how I'm better?
Like, how is she feeling now how I'm better?
Like, how is she feeling now how I'm better?
Like, how is she feeling now how I'm better?
[Chorus: kyan]
Wake up then I run it back on the speaker
You're a Devil but I'm not a preacher
If I'm a nun then you're a different creature
Lot of things I've learned that I'll never teach her
Wake up then I run it back on the speaker
You're a Devil but I'm not a preacher
If I'm a nun then you're a different creature
Lot of things I've learned that I'll never teach her
[Outro: matt proxy]
Ay, yeah
I trench my jeans tucked, for my shoes could be cleaner
Not too long, it's a short service breather
Come with my mom and my sister
I leave her broken car
At least it got a seat heater
Lamb in my coat, warfare outside, ay
I'm so blue like cyanide
I—