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Kaybeo - the inattentive mind lyrics

Artist: Kaybeo

album: the inattentive mind


(Boof it up) contact shit when you still
(Hooping up) send me what you need when ya'
(Scoop it up) ice cream motherfucker getting melted
Only spitting fire when you know I come in helpless
I, check the time rewind, i'm begging mad cons
No pros when i'm outside my jaguar
Fast shit, my clique is moving mad far
My answer keep changing when I stay
On my last scar (What am I gonna' do?)
I don't need no motherfucking record deal
Only if they offering a major sum, major steal
Beat it like i'm Jackson, if you never know what's happening
If you never know my dealio, ya boy will start attacking
I, start my day off, hitting on the straight soft
I, been doing this shit since '18, fucker staying strong
Bongs in my area freshening up the air
Making shit smell sweet, cause my bars stink fair
Do you care?
Motherfucker i'm moving faster
Ex on my line even though I never answer
Exfoliate my skin, making shit stay smooth
And you know I stay I fire when I step inside the booth (Yeah)
(Boof it up) contact shit when you still
(Hooping up) send me what you need when ya', when ya'
(Scoop it up) ice cream fucker getting melted
Only spitting fire when you know I come in helpless
I'm not sure
I'm a reasonable person, I don't know
Maybe I wanna satisfy myself with the place that's
Nothing more then it appears to be?
Would you take me out there?
No, the law has placed it off limits!
Wouldn't be very seemly for a minister to break the law, would it?
No, maybe I can come back some other time? (Yuh, ay)
I keep my flow so sleazy, spitting over this shit easy
It don't gotta sound good but oops, it does
I keep my head under the table when they shoot for fun
I'm still collecting my funds, i'm having dinner for one
Beautiful woman in my area according to a ad, fuck it
Life's sad, i'ma click it and end up with nothing
Running from gunning, i'm coming inside apartment 6
It's better in norwegian, shit I still never miss
The rage got me fucking up my brain in an instant
Winston, i'm asthmatic can't have it, if done i'll panic
No smoking, only snitches if they keep on tryna warn another
If you scared of real life then go and cry on your mother
Motherfucker
Still grinding
Still tryna find another path with no line in
Gotta keep my shit together and have everything in sync
But I always think it's bad, I overthink, I overthink, I overthink
Shall we, go along now?
*Gunshot*

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