crabs in a bucket ft. Venn Lyrics

Y'know new ideas feel old, old ideas ring true

I'm thinking of ending things, I'm thinking of you

An intense attachment, in this world of blue

Can't summaries any verse, but I dare you too

Went fishing in the C and caught a bucket of crabs

Dragging each other back down, it's in the back they stab

As soon as they reach the brim, the one under them grabs

Back to the bottom of the bucket is where you land

Praying for your success and praying for your failure

Childish, how I hide from fear and seek for pleasure

Outta pocket with my intentions, me, you cannot censor

Single finger to the industry, you're the purge, accept this gesture

Great minds recognize, the greatest of things

In love with my future, with my golden wings

Fell from grace, just to see what it brings

Loud yet quiet, The Sleepless One sings

I got no license on the road to riches,

Broke my old watch, because I don't have time for reminiscing

Ticking on the metronome, but only when the flow is switching

Fuck a diagram, do the math's, I'm in my own division

Steady stepping, like I'm moving on some double shift

Cause I been washing dishes, then go flow in on some other shit

I make a beat then kill it, keep it balanced on this mothership

I been on a freestyle, but I don't st-st-stutter shit

Too slow on the A side, so I flip shit for the B side

Cause there's no talk on the C side, so I'll speak on the Define

But F this for the mean time, no G checks on the side

Just M's up on this mind, so make way this V time,

cause if we talking bars then I been steady swishing um

And I done said the truth, no I don't use no fucking synonyms

Cause I been putting lines in hooks and steady fucking dishing um

Cause if we talking crabs than I'm the one that's fucking fishing um