Troubled Water Lyrics

Reflection shimmers as I throw these stones

I'm really hopin' this plays out like all my visions do

I might get lost in this going for gold

I might get lost in this going for gold, yeah

I'm tellin' y'all I'm comin' for the throne

I hit the stage, the lights are comforting, it's hard to go home

I wanna play these same damn songs across the whole fuckin' globe

I need a breath, the beat don't skip, cause every single noun and verb they know

Sometimes I question if it's possible I make that happen

And then I listen to these tracks, my flow is dopamine

I think that's probable, in fact, uh

Let's get some mula movin', mulsanne cruisin

Hula hoopin' through these obstacles in my path

First step is a doozy, once you commit, there is no turnin' back

This passion coursin' through my veins, like china white, so why not take a stab

While I've been searchin', lurkin', workin', certain

I want the house up in the hills where all the walls need curtains, glass

Sit back and watch this

I'll melt a hole straight through this microphone, my flow is toxic

I'm crackin' heads on your top ten till my towel's tossed in

I'm breaststroke swimmin' in the same sauce I was almost lost in

They tellin' me they play my songs on repeat never pausin

I do not sleep, I need a GT3, and then I leave the streets exhausted

Straight pipin' on somethin' exotic, by the looks of it

But claims that she was born in Austin

3:16, I'm stone cold

Still fresh to death, still poison in my listerine closin' my throat

Chains on my chest in my casket, my body finna be the coldest since

Suge set up the hit, then put himself at risk to ensure the damage, bold

Uh, reflection shimmers as I throw these stones

I'm really hopin' this plays out like all my visions do

I might get lost in this going for gold

I might get lost in this going for gold, yeah

Well, if these walls could talk, I wonder what they'd say

Ay, York, I think you've got some decisions to make

Do you want that Bentley Continental or the 458

But that's a nay to the 'rari, I got no time for the horseplay

I'm dreamin' again, I want a crib so big, drive way so long

I need a Chevron sittin' about halfway, is that too much to be askin'

I'm feelin' cloud nine-ish right now, but reality hits like a truck

So rest in power, Dwayne Haskins

Back to the possible place that I could reach if I keep with this rappin

Talk about these problems in the past tense, solely fuck on dimes

Don't have to settle for a fat chick, but I'm laughin' at that

Cause that's the cat callin' the kettle black shit, uh

Oh, York, you're just big boned come on, bitch, face it

I'm really out here on my big belly heavyweight shit

You can't replace displacement, I'm achin' for a payment or a placement

Flow is automatic, I split banana clips, it's stainless, uh

I won't remain stagnant

If you can't see the vision, may I suggest some LASIK

The only thing I hate more than people bein' basic

Is them same ones thinkin' they can help me with their fake shit

Get that energy away from me, blatantly

They wanna ride for free, my whole circle would die for me

And I would do the same for them

If you have to question that, I think you need some better friends

Fuck the fame, I need loyalty to the fuckin' end, uh

Reflection shimmers as I throw these stones

I'm really hopin' this plays out like all my visions do

I might get lost in this going for gold

I might get lost in this going for gold, yeah

And I'ma get it