Schemes ft. JamalThaDon & lim0 Lyrics

These aren't rhyme schemes

They're my schemes

Where's Tom Cruise? He'll need to do some heist things

That's a long shot but go ahead and snipe me

Pop a gummy before I sleep, you could say I got high dreams

And the atmosphere? I won't be missing it

Your champagne glass? Pass it here, I'm glad to piss in it

So fast to rip my shit, man, they grip my dick and kiss the tip

Bitch, this isn't a COVID test so riddle me, why am I spitting then?

You'd think it's quidditch the way we're playing with broomsticks

Who's this? No Harry Potter, who snitched?

Loose lips, not even gurus could do this off of two hits

There's levels to it, we're moving through them, you're loosing

As it is, I'm off of the acid hits

Back at it, redefining what practice is

I'm smacked in the studio, I packed a hit

Dope tracks, making racks off of plastic bags of sin

I'm past the finish line, you don't even get a half of this mind

You strike resemblance to my rhymes like the match was lit

Pour lean in all the Catholic wine glasses, last mass was lit

Class warfare, the bell's ringing now class dismissed

Messing with the nettle, peddling these instrumentals

Man, I never settle for physical greatness, got to get the mental

Thirteenth story at the hotel

Even with an elevator, still no way you're on our level

These aren't rhyme schemes

They're my schemes

Bell boy go and grab my things

I done made it out the grave

Sleeping motherfuckers tryna test me, moonwalking on they face

I'm just tryna teach them pain

Took her to the fucking studio and I'm just tripping off a lace

I'm just tryna get a chain

Noose is kinda loose around my neck

I guess they knowing who's up next

And I'm just tryna switch my lane

Skrting every different way

I'm just tryna switch my lane

In my verses I put pain

Now I'm straying to the pane

Doing whatever it takes

Get a nickle and some change

I'm just tryna free my boys

Tryna help them beat a case

All you rappers are my toys

They was beefing with the K's

If y'all are on a track then you know the game ain't phased

Y'all just tryna keep up and match up with my pace

I be making fucking money moves

And slap it in they face (Talk to them)

The Don and me, yeah we on a sabbatical

But the moment that we fucking drop we turning to animals

Life ain't feeling so tangible

Left for y'all with the mandible

You know that Xerces the cannibal

Ate y'all up like a Danimal

Heard your plans, they appendable

My career like a catapult

Pray that I don't take adderall

I'mma focus in light of them

See I've done so much to be me

To all y'all who switched up and leaved me

Hope you see my ass up on TV

Hope you see my ass up on TV

Rapping with CATALYST., run around in the labyrinth

Amazing what a maze can do, mind twisted for fragile

And though statistics will find that the numbers don't match with accumen

That you hold to a standard, outlandish that you can match with him

This ain't Tinder, this no left or right

In the winter, only best gon' fight

Instrumentals, where I catch that light

Pen or pencil, I'm the best all time

They say I'm number one, oh I'm sorry a lot

I'm actually number zero all the way to three-sixty-five

Which means every single year and rotation around the sun

JamalThaDon, I made a track that your favorite can say they love

I mean I'm lovable, built off of Taco Bell and Lunchables

So when that bell ding, come and fall, it's never under you

Just no what the issue is because they will always humble

And never drop the ball because they always tryna fumble you

This ain't rhyme schemes, these are my schemes

So be careful where you look and where you find things

This ain't rhyme schemes, these are my schemes

So be careful where you look and where you find things

This ain't rhyme schemes, these are my schemes

So be careful where you look and where you find things

This ain't rhyme schemes, these are my schemes

So be careful where you look and where you find things