Produced by Skelli Skel & Party On Marz
Additional Production by Trøn 444
Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Gabriel Owsley at Studio Clart
lyrics
Motif
I don’t have kids but my kids do
I don’t have a grip but my grip do
I don’t have shit to convince you
Intro
Oooh I’m only here for a minute
Shaking up the paintcan
Before I spray your walls
Motif (x2)
I don’t have kids but my kids do
I don’t have a grip but my grip do
I don’t have shit to convince you
I ain’t got enemies but my enemies do
I ain’t got intentions but my tension due
I ain’t on the grid no lid on my paint
I let it spill (x5)
Verse
I ate eight slices of octopi
I like to chop it up when I’m high like helicopters fly
I give a cyclops an awkward eye
Watch thy opps thems is not my guys
Brown money on the rise
Rye loaf white oak and marble right
in the carpool ride through the tunnel
Pour my pride in a puddle
I don’t go dumb
I gets befuddled
My egos huddled around the fire in my heart
Tire marks and broken glass
Chokin on the past
Encroaching on that final path
That vinyl destination!
Just tryna be alive and engaged with
The surface I’m greatly engraved in
Til I’m in the grave again!
Save me from my impatience
Ancients and forgotten present
Told my Baba I never forgot his lessons
-Dreams- starting to let the alarm tone creep in
I’m off the deep end
Cheapen the ticket home reap the work of what you sow I suppose
Pose for the photo after no drops of Roto
Crop my aura from the exposure
Fuck the composition what’s the composure?
Never looking for closure just decomposition
I never speak on positions I couldn’t hold
Conversations turned arguments I wouldn’t fold
Cold shoulder to the
Cold shoulder to the holster I’m no soldier
Tulip House no Folgers
Just out here getting older
Just out here getting older
Motif
I don’t have kids but my kids do
I don’t have a grip but my grip do
I don’t have shit to convince you
Motif
I don’t have kids but my kids do
I don’t have a grip but my grip do
I don’t have shit to convince you
I ain’t got enemies but my enemies do
I ain’t got intentions but my tension due
I ain’t on the grid no lid on my paint
I let it spill (x5)
Outro (x2)
I’ve been riding round that city
Smoking on that loud
I’ve been riding round that city
Just looking to not be found