Objectively Speaking ft. Beanie Mike Lyrics

Objectively speaking, I'm outside for the weekend, we can post for a pic, and you better

not delete it. I can eat it and beat it, fuck around and repeat it. Then I post it on Twitter

hope my momma don't see it. All the defenses gon' be in it, say I'm genuinely tweaking it

All your friends, they be creepin' it, shit, them shorties be peepin' it. I'm tryna note though

is you really hatin' or you with me on the low flow? See you in the party, you should meet me on the flow flow

I could buy a drink, and I could buy you FOMO. See it in your eyes, girl, you be gettin' FOMO

That's why I can't fuck with you no more. Toe dope, clap my hands, and you go go

But tell me, girl, where'd you really go, though

Saw a pic of you last week, I can't lie, I laughed. Funny how you really got to droppin' in your graph

I'm workin' on my craft while you chillin' in the closet. Nonsense, tired of the shit you be talkin'

Often hear it from the grapevine, shorty, we don't waste time, that's why you can't take mine

No more FOMO, yeah, no more FOMO

They thought I was finished, then why you still breathin'? Okay, now really I'm geekin' because like Loki I'm missin'

I kinda wish I was in it, could I hit it and quit it? Don't need you in my business, cause I know that we're finished

But the thought's so good that I might hope, might fuck around on a bad night, though

But it's not too much that I get, though, no more

I be on death row, laughin' like Seth Rowe. Die with a smile if a gun to my head, though

Make it make sense, though, guess that I was ten-fo', maybe like six-four

But I'm content with the way I was made for, yeah, no more FOMO, yeah

Girl, no more FOMO

Just another day in my life, hoppin' on a beat I find I like

Ain't no secret recipe, just a ton of long nights

Ton of sacrifice, ton of hard work, still tryin' to figure out the worth

Whole thing built from the dirt, I'd probably start a clothing brand before I really do merch

Yeah I know I ain't do it first, to me, that's proof it works

Gu on Pro Tools, I need pro shots

Throwin' up the camera, not to see what pose I got

I'm recordin' hot, flows I got, hotter than

Clothes I got, hotter than, hoes you got

The kid in me had to keep it goin', I was told to stop

Since I'm gettin' streamed, I live my dream, whether known or not

Yeah, I take my time, I take yours too, like I grabbed your watch

I can tell, your boy's, a fuckin' bitch, he probably talk to cops

We savages, take your soul, in bits and pieces

Like it's Kanye chopped, no matter where I go

I'm always from the place that made hip-hop

I'm cookin' up, every single day, just like every ock