IntroVERTED Lyrics

Been a shyer child, been that way since birth

But still a leave you hurt, give a fuck about your turf

Always been a shyer child, been that way since birth

But still a leave you hurt

Say this the intro but a nigga feeling introverted

My social meter low it rise until it hit the surface

My inner burdens fight my demons like they in a versus

The club crowds and Casamigos have me feeling nervous

It's women twerking, niggas lurking

Shit a real circus

And bottle service bra and panties think they real servers

They still serve us even if it's jus a little purchase

I bring a service, got a purpose

Preach the word like sermons

But I'm a burn them

Bring the heat cause I'm a real furnace

You youngings still learning

My hitters still churning

We seeing real earnings

You really still turning pages trying to change the chapters

In your life but you behind you really can't catch up

And I ain't fucking with people if they ain't fucking with me

So I don't keep them around, that's unbecoming of me

And I ain't hunting for beef

So I ain't stunting a G

Catch me up under a tree

I'm somewhere toting my weed

Lately feeling like my meter running low

Cause people do the most, keep your mind and keep it close

Keep space away from foes

Stay up on your toes

I been tempted but I won't let them keep me from my goals

I stay away from hoes who done chose don't do those

Cause you know how it goes they get close then go ghost

You see them make a post now they on the other coast

Making toasts for attention, why they always do the most

I'm out of hope but I suppose I can't blame them

Ain't the one to tame them or the save them

So I shake them

Was never one for faking, you mistaken

Fuck them, before all of that I'll be forsaken

Been alone before so trust I'm never breaking

And trust I'm never shaking

Never quaking until I leave this Earth

But if I do, support my fam

Don't put me on no shirt

Cause trust they seen it worse

They would see me bleeding first

From eulogies to church

Crying while I leave the hearse

Always was a shyer child, been that way since birth

But still a leave you hurt, give a fuck about your turf

If they want some beef, I'm a feed the streets

Nothing sweet

I'm real introvert, so trust I keep my piece

And I ain't fucking with people if they ain't fucking with me

So I don't keep them around, that's unbecoming of me

And I ain't hunting for beef

So I ain't stunting a G

Catch me up under a tree

I'm somewhere toting my weed

Lately feeling like my meter running low

Cause people do the most, keep your mind and keep it close

Keep space away from foes

Stay up on your toes

I been tempted but I won't let them keep me from my goals