10pm in Thunder Bay Lyrics

Yeah

And we back, and we back and we back and we back, yeah

Yeah, Why do I care so much? I don't wanna care this much.

Baby I need your touch, baby you know that you clutch.

I don't wanna care this much, why do I care this much?

I shouldn't care this much. Yeah.

Look at me worried bout critics (Adah)

Look at me worried about digits (Adah)

Look at me worried about streams (Adah)

Look at me worried about dreams

I be feelin alone, I'm in my zone, not the end zone, attack of the the clones,

I don't feel home, all this anxiety burn in my bones. Yeah.

They hate see that i'm winnin, all these accolades i'm gettin

For you it's your life's mission, for me it's just another mission

My music sell like commission

Solomon Grundy on Monday, feeling M. Bison on Tuesday

Let me stay in Uruguay, out way my way, like Frank Sinatra say

The Best Is Yet To Come, tree of life i picked a plum

Yet i'm worried if it's ripe, plums dark as Wesley Snipes

Stroke her down Wesley Pipes, hop in her pipes Mario, Bowser

I'm loving these peaches, you think you on par? Them is just reaches, here imma teach ya

One-Eyed King, pleased to meet you

I blow her back out, you better back down, you know I'm droppin another hit when you hear (Xyber Beats Tag)

Yeah

I don't give a fuck nigga

I don't give a fuck

I don't give a fuck

A demons amok nigga

The demons amok

A demons amok

The demons amok, yeah

Top dog i'm Kendrick's nigga, Notorious cuz i'm feeling bigger

You caring much, i'm a middle finger. So bar for bar i'm a paid killer

You test my patience you CNA, I test my patience like Dr. J, all NBA

She Creme Brulee, push on my bish you see no days

Speak on my family and I want you dead

Push on my family and I want you dead

Sneeze on my family and I want you dead

Like John the Baptist it's off with your head

Protecting my family important, I stomp your ass like Edward Norton

They hearing who's like they all Horton, fuck your amigos, Steve, Martin, Shorten

Imagine these dragons I make you believers, I stroke her so good she call me a reaper

I'm rapping so good my Mama Jocida, I'm gonna bleed ya, it's a procedure

Smashing your ex while she look in the mirror, i'm Candyman she's my next victim

I like em thick, I know how to pick em, Imma slick Rick em Morty

I hop on a track and they don't want no problems, I'm killing these cats like i'm Luka Magnotta

The devil wears Prada, yellin who shot ya, i'm your Stigmata, yes i'm a problem

Nothin can stop him, nothing can stop him

When I go down, she yelling oh god, so all her neighbors think my name is god, so when they see me they yelling "Oh god"

Blow for blow, sick flow, toe to toe, no Jam or Earl

Dropped pearls, crime alley, mark tally's, in Bally's, love Vegas

New stages, i'm hollow, souls follow, me around hoveround

Old switch, new bitch, new clicks, I'm King you prince

You bitch, Rick James, ya'll lames, J. Cole Sorry yo

I'm not, I win, you not, top spot, you low

Low blow, I know, my flow, god flow, you not enough

I'm tough, I win, you lose, you bitch, not enough.

Yeah, I don't even care that much, but I still need your touch

The demons amok,The demons amok,The demons amok, yeah.