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Tell me who you know could buss it open like the top end on the final master
They had put you out to pasture
It was over for you
Then I flicked the wrist and mixed the lacquer
Had you looking brand new, spic and span
And you know I salvaged you when you were sunken
I know, I know, I know that I wasn't perfect
I know I'm no angel
I might not deserve it
(But I do)
Tell me who you know can say for certain they're the realest nigga in the circuit
Tell me who you is putting work in like I'm putting work in
Lie and tell me they deserve it
(Go on)
I see you're switching up
Cool, my shit is already lit enough
Like I produce more energy than the sun
I'm so talented physics be fucking up
Reboot in debug, hit swish with that double jump
I hope you took notes while we cuddled up
And oh yeah, you're welcome for all that plug
Gon' need more than you've got to keep it, good luck
So tell me again, nigga, what?
That's what I thought, nigga, yup
Your eyes are green but not from the vegetables
I throw my head back and laugh, Hexadecimal
I'm no dummy, dummy
You're too chummy chummy
So I'm not getting into the water
'Cause I think it's funny that you think you're cunning
But you don't see me see you siphon the honey (damn)
It's always the ones you let in
It hurts that much worse from a friend
Take a silent second to return the fire
If they make a bed let them lie in it
'Cause I'm killin' 'em
I'm killin' 'em
If they're on my clock bet that I'm billing 'em
I've been on my grind stacking them shillings up straight to the ceiling
So fuck how you're feeling
I'm popping my shit and quickly ascending
The avariciousness within you ain't hid enough
I can see through your shit with all the windows up
I think your window's up
Run like the wind, nigga
Dial up and DSL to that bullshit
I don't have the bandwidth
Lately, I can only focus on working and working and working on my shit
I'll be on the bridge if you need me
Like I be on my knees if you seed me
You can be on my team or the side without rings, up to you
If you're not geeked to see me winning I don't know what to tell you but "Fuck off!"
It's a battle, I'm keeping my furs on
When I win it I'm taking a lump sum
No annuities, you won't be here that long
Hard to sleep in my league 'cause it's so bright
Booty so tight
Body all light
Back it right up with that bullshit
Have me sleeping on you like a long night
And I crept up on you like the Dark Knight
As the best to do it in a long time
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, right, right
All that racket with a starch side
Get your carbs up when you bite this
I know it tastes good
I know you like it
I see you're in the field but you're off sides
Trying to ring mine but I'm offline
In that IRL
In that old school
In that hard work
In them bold moves
I ain't even pressed, baby, do you
'Cause you never finish what you do
And I sound like gold in the sunshine
Folding, then unfolding like spacetime
If I shake your hand with a cut-glove just never come back
I'm no dummy, dummy
You're too chummy chummy
So I'm not getting into the water
'Cause I think it's funny that you think you're cunning
But you don't see me see you siphon the honey (damn)
It's always the ones you let in
It hurts that much worse from a friend
Take a silent second to return the fire
If they make a bed let them lie in it
'Cause I'm killin' 'em
I'm killin' 'em
If they're on my clock bet that I'm billing 'em
I've been on my grind stacking them shillings up straight to the ceiling
So fuck how you're feeling
I'm popping my shit and quickly ascending
The avariciousness within you ain't hid enough
I can see through your shit with all the windows up
I think your window's up
Run like the wind, nigga
Shit, I'm quickly ascending
The avariciousness within you ain't hid enough
I can see through your shit with all the windows up
I think your window's up
Run like the wind, nigga
credits
released December 1, 2023
Main Artist: Mahawam
Composer: Malik Mays
Lyrics: Malik Mays
Sound Engineer: Akiyoshi Ehara
Additional Production: David Richardson (davOmakesbeats)
Mahawam is the studio recording and performance outlet for Oakland based musician, songwriter, and producer Malik Mays.
Black and queer, among many things, the 30 year old’s work combs the borders and unexplored terrain of self and other, with themes of discovery, reclamation, and purpose through a deeply considered, intersectional lens....more
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