[Refrain]
Speaking the God's tongue
She just wan' vibe to this shit
I'm trippin' off violence and shit
And you soundin' excited and shit?
I can't stay silent for shit
Caught in a spiderweb
I got that new body lens
That was that old body tints
[Verse 1]
I got that new name, I got that new face, I feel great
I got some food sitting all on my plate
We didn't know what we know yesterday
Not the brightest, I ain't no Notre Dame
But I got a hobby that I'm gon' innovate
I built my house sittin' calm by a lake just for you to tear it down, I know that you hate
We ain't workin' no minimum wage
How the fuck you hatin', if you ain't getting paid?
Why you tell me "Don't shine", but you up in the shade?
How the fuck you hatin', when you ain't on the stage?
They gon' hate, til' we die, that's some bullshit
You got origami skin, the way you folded
"We invincible to pain", I done told them
Yeah, yeah (Hold on)
Pinball, been thrown on walls, I'm still holding
Withdrawals enthralled, still fog up my throat slits
Never trippin, never kidding, man I'm only flipping out if I let it
Oh, you thinking that I turned zealot?
Why the fuck you tryna play a Reverend?
Never fuckin' with you no more
There ain't nothing pretty 'bout growing up, yet you still stayed immature
If I only had one chance to make a difference, I'd say "Sure"
Mother Nature gave me the cure
You a fake saint with your bluff prays, so I ain't seein' you for Sunday
[Pre-Chorus]
I had one dream I woke up in Miami
Took a couple meds to the face to feel happy
I had one dream I woke up and never felt the same
One summer changed my life, a good change
We got new names, fuck that old "Indigo"
I'm movin' my way, that's the only way I know
I rose to the tippity-top of that totem pole
I swung down the rope, so the family makes it home, yeah
[Chorus]
I'm going ghost, I'm going ghost, people be doin' the most (Uh)
All of these people that thinkin' they know me, but they do not know (Uh, huh)
I got that new name, rockin' that new face
I don't need new fame, I'm already happy with all the friends that I have
[Post-Chorus]
I'm grateful for all the friends that I made
I got that pack and I did it again
I got the bag, fuck goin' back, we got the riggity-racks (Uh)
I had that old body skin
I feel old, now I'm split
Knock you back, not going back, where we at? (Huh)
[Hook]
I done passed out, and woke up in France
I got the bag, then did it again
Moonwalking over the damn ocean
Savor yourself for the moment
I had that old body skin
I feel old, now I've split
I feel new, I feel great
I'm reborn, and yet the same
[Refrain]
Speaking the God's tongue
She just gon' vibe to this shit
I'm trippin' off violence and shit
And you soundin' excited and shit?
So you staying silent and shit?
You came up uninvited and shit?
Ain't feelin' myself, not really myself, I'm putting my mind over this
[Verse 2]
I don't put ice on the wrist just so I can get attention
I also have some sensitive skin, not to mention, um
Put yourself over yourself, that's that self love
That nightlife means nothing
I'd rather sit by the campfire, tell some funny stories, maybe break a couple bones
Ran away from shelter in search of making it home
I found home in myself and I held on as long I could
Had a rough year, so I'm just waiting for some good news
Now look back on it, relax homie, BMX with the tracks on it
Go fast, hundred miles, ain't no going back, homie
We made it finally, but don't trip on your tracks, homie
Go Rockstar like Uzi, man I hope it's understood
Never make music for money, only make if you're good
Might be wrong up in the head, and yet I'm still feeling good
Go Rockstar like Uzi, man, we could be star players
We got the concert, but it ain't startin', less we all there
"Egotistic Maniac", man, I don't even mind being that
They say money can buy happiness, but it also buys you crack (Woah)
Put yourself over yourself, that's that self love
Said I took an L, well, look what them Ls done
I got the bag then did it again, but you know the shit that I been through
Man, I was banging my head on a grate, put my hand on a pencil (Yeah)
Slamming my hand on a pencil, just to feel pain now
Putting my hand on a stovetop, we cookin' eggs now (Yeah)
[Bridge]
And all the damage been done is in the past, yeah (Tsk)
I'm gon' spin that movement, we don't spin no glass, yeah (Tsk)
I go bulletproof, we don't fuck with mags, yeah
I had that old body skin, we was young, now we split
[Verse 3]
I got the pack, then did it again
I passed it to Alex, he passed it to Sam
Hit up Vijay, said we makin' a band
He brought the drums, go bam-bam-bam
We had that old body skin
We was young, now we split
History is being made
Finna do this all in like one take
I was young, now I just wanna rage
How you bringing me down when I'm up on the stage?
And I know that you still coming down to my show
I see your girl, why she in the front row?
I think she came just to see us perform
I ain't Notre Dame, I just wanna perform
Ain't even famous, yet on your playlist
I make 'em wait just to get on the waitlist
Yeah, she jus' wan' vibe to this shit
Killing me, man
Hit it
[Outro]
It's ugly outside, but does anyone really care?
Hide in the skies, in the blues, where it's pretty there
Do you want to make amends, or can we still play pretend?
Do you want to take revenge, or can we simply play pretend
Crying when it goes non-stop
