Ill Intentions ft. Chosenisfrozen Lyrics

Well, well, well, well, well, well

Now I despise a motherfucker that just talk a lot

Love to hear themselves potty mouth parade in Mardi Gras

Life of the party, but potna, you's annoying

And partly, that ass is showing, it's growing

This time I can't ignore it

Ill intentions tend to riddle, rile up my ass

Prefer seclusion from a nuisance, dude, I'm schooling facts

Grab a pen and paper, Jaydin he be moving fast

Take some notes, ignore the goat, man, you's a goofy mass

I'm so pretty, it's so nifty, now that people fucking with me

Wouldn't pay a dime to see me rhyming, now I'm shining

It's so blinding for a man with melanin

Token black never again, now here's a smack to settle this

Recognize I'm filling in, that open spot the throne is in

Grab the towel, throw it in, I'm mobbing, slapping number six

Never ill, but bet I'm sick, hop on my wave, or trade it in

For fake fuckers flipping shit, I kept it real, don't you forget it

And I'm so sick of wasting time

Been on my mind, coast-side when I drive

The world is yours, so open your eyes

Yeah, yeah, yeah

And I'm so sick of wasting time

Been on my mind, coast-side when I drive

The world is yours, so open your eyes

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ooh, I'm so sick of delusions, what am I doing

Gotta make movement, I gotta prove it, sick of the game, the rat race is stupid

What's conclusive is I'm super sick of the saturated shit that's on my timeline

Make a quick buck and pop-off, that shit is not right

I been in the lab, losing sleep, and the sanity of my mind

While these others get a fast pass with no vision outta my sight

I'm trying hard, but it's not enough, verses versus choruses

A thousand of em', had to count them up to make sure I wasn't tripping

So, when I spit these writtens, hope you listen

Insanity on display, bear witness, I'm a pussycat

Go figure, losing love of rap

I miss you, I'm not new to that

Frial fixture, I'm just proving that

My spitter, ain't no way today

It's crippled, it's gon' pave a way

Stay bitter

Been like this since I had a babysitter

I could write a thousand words, and you still wouldn't get the picture

And I'm so sick of wasting time

Been on my mind, coast-side when I drive

The world is yours, so open your eyes

Yeah, yeah, yeah

And I'm so sick of wasting time

Been on my mind, coast-side when I drive

The world is yours, so open your eyes

Yeah, yeah, yeah