Melodic Vibes Lyrics

Uh, melodic, this shit groovy Can't fuck with her, too moody

I spit poetic pain, but this ain't love, hoe I ain't toosie

She want my heart and I'm like, come on man, shout out the boosie

Yeah, she want my heart and I'm like, come on man, shout out the boosie

I spit poetic pain, but that shit does not make me toosie

Lost souls, looking for answers

Looking for hope in a world full of cancers

Them niggas chatting, it's nothing but banter They talkin down on my name, tryna slander Feel like I'm Allen, I know I'm the answer

Yeah, you tried to come for the king Enes Kanter

Running this shit, damn, I feel like a chancellor

Fuck up the beat, uh, bars, that you gotta repeat, uh

I need a mfq money bag I ain't talking big speak, uh

Big fish in the lil pond, they throwing shots ain't no need to respond, no Julio I feel like a Don

Demonic flow got me feeling like spawn

I'm going up on the score

And nigga, no, that's not a threat

I know I was destined for more

So I keep my foot on their neck leaving bitches feeling unsure

They don't know what to expect

That nigga wolf one of one

He ain't nothing like the rest

Uh, melodic, this shit groovy Can't fuck with her, too moody

I spit poetic pain, but this ain't love, so I ain't toosie

She want my heart and I'm like, come on man, shut out the boosie

Yeah, she want my heart and I'm like, come on man, shut out the boosie

I spit poetic pain, but that shit does not make me toosie

Muscle emoji, I flex Nigga, come put your skills to the test

In this game here, I feel like a vet

Lyrical homicide, leaving a mess

Keep some niggas with you, that be on mute stirring up the pot, but it ain't soup

Dylon super hot, up in the booth

Chilling with the mob, just like a troop

These niggas could never put fear in me

Cause I dictate this shit like a tyranny

Like to creep on the beat, do it eerily

The folks never really seem sincere to me

But I don't care, I'ma keep doing me

You want me on your track, better pay the fee

Got my shit down, pack yea to a tee

Leader of the wolf nation, I'm he

Melodic, it's shit groovy Can't fuck with her, too moody

I spit poetic pain, but this ain't love, so I ain't toosie

She wants my heart and I'm like, come on man, shoutout the Boosie