Juxtaposition ft. FVNTVNV Lyrics

Right, right

Right, right

Uh, uh

Look

May I have a little of yo time?

Promise these words not banal

My craft is my child

I protect it but sometimes I neglect it then get pulled back in

The effects of this lifestyle losing touch with too many of my friends, like

You was my mans since high school we don't speak these days but the love expands the same

Hope that you know it

Although I don't often show it

Miss my family on the same tip

Foggy my emotions, uh

Hate to see relationships set sail and slip between our fingers like brail one area I've failed as an antisocial man

But he can build a brand from a idea inside his head and rap good when instrumentals playing on some band shit

Pop up on your thread and TL with some of the illest sayings uh

I said it uh

I'ssa dogma

Baby you just won, when this song turned on

Yo mind is a system

Yo body is the tempo

The bars are formidable

The PoorPoet unassailable

Still struggle with the liquor though

A lick of doubt can be pervasive

Anxious in spaces the size of acute angles

Is he in it for besos or the pesos?

Does it matter if they never, see my light shine gold?

Stand by

I'll tell you If you wanna know

Hate life on the cellie

Hate life on the IG

Never did I like scrolling

I'ma GDI

Just give me a notepad so I can, write my rhymes

From where the city where North and the South kiss uh

This that cacalacy shit uh

Take yo shirt off

Wave it in the air like a helicopter

Don't need a teleprompter when the channel is my soul

I am in from the soil when I die I'll go back I suppose uh

What I been told uh, uh

But who know uh, uh

Right, right

May I have a little of your time?

Life escapades got me feeling advantageous

Not here to re-create the wheel just fix it from the, dangerous pot hole I hit

Life dips, have facing a cliff

Praying a gust of wind carry my words to the gods and angels above

Wide eyes reflecting ocean tides

Remind me it's a beautiful world

Until I, tap online come screen to eye with the bull shit

Seeing myself in too many news clips

Like damn

Can I stack my bread?

Can I own my land?

Without them wanting me locked up with cuffs on my hands

Like damn

Don't wanna get out of bed

Another day another dollar

Three-fourths go to the man

Like damn

Will I eat or pay rent?

What lick can I hit?

I'll tell you if you wanna know

Don't wanna live I'na cellie

Don't wanna live through IG

Never did like scrolling

I'ma GDI

Just give me a notepad so I can write my rhymes

Uh, So I can right my life uh