Atrium ft. Vale-Smith Lyrics

I saw you look at me the wrong way, I ain't talking bout the way you thinking

I'm saying you looking at me with them puppy dog eyes, no blinking

And I'm saying I'm not ready, yeah girl I can't do it to you

Won't engage cause otherwise ima break your heart, I ain't new to you

So how it feel when you hear it spelled out so clear

How it feel from the bowels of the undue nears

I've been saying the same thing since I came here

But had to spell it out cause you weirdos don't run 'round here

Y'all don't respect cloud rap, trap music, think it's dumb

You was cruel, see you paint him

Not a fool, I don't blame it on you

Go ahead, get the other system, yeah

Flee for me, I pick a victim, yeah

Get down, yeah scrap for me

I come through and I plead the victim, huh, yeah

Riding with me in a round, yeah, he taking a killing, uh, yeah

He plotting, that boy so fire, yeah, he move with the rhythm

If it's blissful, don't cut her up

If it's blissful, don't cut her up

Don't chop it up, like a sample done by Vale-Smith

When he not with the sauce

So I gotta just scat down, strap down

Packed up, get her packed up, yeah

Run out with a new rhythm, yeah, road rage getting blacked out

Get packed in with a reaper dozen

I've been up, and the reaper fronting

I've been taking off on her for nothing

How you put me up, it's not done when

Think that everybody is a prophet

Nobody knows shit, yeah, nadie, nadie

Everybody wanna be the Socrates, but they don't know bout the body

I'm rapping, I knew that I was, yuh, white Peggy, just tapped in

Real boy, sauced up, loaded, I ain't capping, boy, uh

Yeah I got me a new wrist, uh

Yeah I got me a new bitch

All them internal battles, I ain't keeping score

Sorry for my language Ma, yeah, cursed over your head

So I smooth in, with a smooth beat

And a cool hummer, with the hammer on me

This cooler than cool be

Or cool as a cucumber be, ay

But I came through, and I made it out, and I did with you, ya

Come through the cans just to kill it quick

How I fuck a bitch so damn fucking quick

I flip the bitch, I couldn't even focus

How she talk to me, she gave up that trojan

She gonna talk to me when I'm not voting

She gonna talk to me when I'm not voting

I couldn't even talk to the girl, yeah it's golden

I'm on the beat and I'm getting it open

She couldn't even wax no more

I get it tracked normal, uh

She gonna play for me, uh

It ain't fear no more

Five hundred faded bitches, yeah

They talking to me when I'm not tapped in

Electric, new rhythm, glossed up, Patrick

Spongebob Squarepants came and he just scored a fucking hat trick, yeah, uh

It's greased up, yeah, I'm Maverick, ay, yuh

Her Maverick, hey, yeah

I'm Maverick