Nomad ft. Pat the Azmatic, Kirk & SMITH.b Lyrics

You only hear about the flights that go bad

Scroll through my feed like a wandering nomad

No go back, I been starting to see mirages

Home blown flat I'm camouflaged for barrages

You only hear about the flights that go bad

Scroll through my feed like a wandering nomad

No go back, keep waiting on fortune

Keep your chin up or we'll knock it up for you

Knock it up for you, not enough for you

Nomad clan man I'm movin forward

I won't implore you, I will absorb you

I see the plan damn I cant afford to

Lose to the old you, the new you a duchebag

Down to ya boot straps, scent of the muskrat

Look of the ostrich, mind on the pocket

Lost to the toxic, why is you talkin

What the fuck sayin is you playin or just on some shit

Walk a million miles thru the desert just to try some shit, ya

Nomadic the pack ya that PK we set to higher shit

A pumpkin to a carage when the caravan get high an shit

You only hear about the flights that go bad

Scroll through my feed like a wandering nomad

No go back, keep waiting on fortune

Keep your chin up or we'll knock it up for you

Can't pretend I wasn't lighting fuses

Ruthless, had some new hits under tutelage

I walked this road for long enough

To know mirages and to know what truth is

Truth is, first to admit it that I slowed down

No funding patching paper mache crown

Not gonna sit here and say that I'm made now

No haste, workin on putting a base down

But The way I place nouns like a roundhouse kick

Leave you face down dead in some outhouse shit

At ten or two paces, medical serrations,

Lay down your top men for playlist placement

New waveforms made more

Played more, by me, than the people that it's made for

Boy we made lore, paid for, state lords

Tres oh four, break-break doors

You only hear about the flights that go bad

Scroll through my feed like a wandering nomad

No go back, I been starting to see mirages

Home blown flat I'm camouflaged for barrages

You only hear about the flights that go bad

Scroll through my feed like a wandering nomad

No go back, keep waiting on fortune

Keep your chin up or we'll knock it up for you

Wandering nomad don't ask

Type to make rash decisions with precision on ya home at

Any given minute if I feel it I just own that,

talking get ya dome cracked

can't even control that,

Hit ya like a flood, in the water with the sharks

Lay em down like rugs, from the bottom of my heart

I don't feel the love, I can tell the two apart,

I Regard it with a shrug but I know that shit ain't smart

that shit get cryptic, I don't even fit in with the misfits

Don't play me for a bitch you get evicted

End up on lists when it comes to digits We leave you in the ditch you think get this

I'm About to leave the scene and leave no witness

Don't wanna seem mean but you ain't seen bliss

Exist in pain till the blunt hits ya lips

You only hear about the flights that go bad

Scroll through my feed like a wandering nomad

No go back, I been starting to see mirages

Home blown flat I'm camouflaged for barrages

You only hear about the flights that go bad

Scroll through my feed like a wandering nomad

No go back, keep waiting on fortune

Keep your chin up or we'll knock it up for you