Ousted Lyrics

Bring a bad vibe and you ousted

Bring that mid vibe, man, you ousted

Lotta day ones where my house is

And they all Nap, well rested

Good grief

You can talk down on the route we go

We just be sounding it out, we know

It's gon come clean under faucet

We got that sauce and you lost it

Good grief

Mob ties at my house

I don't speak life, I'm sounding it out, look

On time and I'm stout

Need a little change, nosedive in the couch

This side of the fountain, turn left, throw it in park

Act II, I'm buttery, my story in parts

Act too cavalier for another year

You gon lose the spark, fail to carry a charge

But I ain't taking it hard, I been sacred and starved

You been coulds, should, I'ds like you aching for March

Got your lights knocked out, now you vacant and dark

But you can't run from it, Skarsgård

Is always gonna be on yo ass 'til you face that, boy

Better put on that mask, better Bane that, boy

Cause we been slick with it and quick-witted, I ain't perfect

Still in the kitchen, my pot sticking, my apron fitted

Bring a bad vibe and you ousted

Bring that mid vibe, man, you ousted

Lotta day ones where my house is

And they all Nap, well rested

Good grief

You can talk down on the route we go

We just be sounding it out, we know

It's gon come clean under faucet

We got that sauce and you lost it

Good grief

And they all wanna say who we should be

Same ones gave up what they could be

Three days, two nights, got woodsy

Boomer sack in my dopp kit, oh goody

Ima get fleshed out, fleshed out

Yeah, they tryna school me, but I test out

Fuck you thought

We demigods walking, any-odds-lofty, semi-off-topic, yeah

And I like that, now we on the right track

Thrift my clothes by the pound, what's a price tag

And I got friends, ten years, fifteen years

Twenty years deep, and you know you can't buy that

Look, circumstance ain't always kosher

But it's always necessary, and that's what I call good grief

All things right where they should be, whoopee

Cushioning the blows like I should be, yeah

Bring a bad vibe and you ousted

Bring that mid vibe, man, you ousted

Lotta day ones where my house is

And they all Nap, well rested

Good grief

You can talk down on the route we go

We just be sounding it out, we know

It's gon come clean under faucet

We got that sauce and you lost it

Good grief