Creative Decisions Lyrics

Boom

I'm making the news

They fake in the face, it don't phase me, I'm zooted

Speak what I think, I don't like using filters

Except for my js when it's time to go ball, where the jersey

And word to Jersey cause Camzi made me who I am

And so did Jason, so did Civic, so did all of nan

Gang is who I been chilling with

Look at your girl, you don't think that she feeling it

Wait until later when I'm onstage killing it

Y'all sick as a bitch in the winter, I'm winning

My flow penicillin, yeah quite the antithesis, uh

Might as well call it deliciousness

Cardi, G, Rocky, I don't have no limit, bitch

Cocky or confident, pick a position and stick with it

You get all that

Yeah

Kindly exit my vicinity

I'm always cooking brand new melodies

And still got ideas that you'll never hear about

Yeah

I write em' down, write em' down, write em' down

And test em' out, but

If I don't like the feel of it

It ain't dropping, period

Yeah, yeah

Just a

Creative decision that

I gotta make for certain tracks

It doesn't make em' bad, it's just I do not know if y'all ready for it

I'm repping Taylor Swift

So yeah I got some pop in there

Throw a couple R&B jams in the mix on fucking top of that

Shit, limited my opposite

Your synonym is bottled in

You sitting in the corner writing to the same guitar lick

That's nonsense, we need versatility

More unique shit with fresh ingredients

I'm tired of goons who keep spoiling the medium

With all the dookie they dropping on me and you

It's alright

Ha, no the fuck it ain't, dog

Tired of the same songs

So no more copy paste, dog

Try writing about a situation

That the young ins can relate to

And make sure you say please and thank you

I write em' down, write em' down, write em' down

And test em' out, but

If I don't like the feel of it

It ain't dropping, period

Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Roam

And try to find a source of happiness

Where your passion at, what you been practicing

Like an acrobat, I get to jumping and stunting on beats and never lose my balance, man

Beams of light shining on me from heaven

Must be a sign from Yahweh, god bless him

For blessing me every day like I'm sick with it

Letting me rest on the seventh like Genesis

Without the sabbath I'd black out and perish

It help me replenish and feel less embarrassed of

Not being productive

Cause that shit hard to stomach

I write hits for mosh pits when I be at my lowest

Kindly exit my vicinity

I'm always cooking brand new melodies

And still got ideas that you'll never hear about

Yeah

I write em' down, write em' down, write em' down

And test em' out, but

If I don't like the feel of it

It ain't dropping, period

Yeah

That shit ain't dropping

No it never will

I be doing it often

Cause I'm hunting for the kill

I'm hunting for the kill, yeah

You know I been real, yeah

And I do not steal

I know manners

It matters, yeah

Yes it does

Please don't come at me like fucks do

Yeah, I won't give a fuck about you

Please tuck in your shirt like substitutes