Artist: → I5 of AAM
{Intro}
/i/ I just felt, it felt good like just putting the mask on it’s like.. I can be.. whatever I wanna be /i/
Okay
{Verse}
Sometimes I feel like a tourist in my own city
Shoot the shit w some bitches, I’m Mike Bibby (Uh)
You not a king
So stop acting like you can’t hit me
Keep my mask with me, chilling in the parking lot (You can’t)
Tryna break out the yellow like I’m stuck in a parking spot
I harp a lot
And I sing a little (A little)
Less I see you
More my feelings dwindle (Dwindle)
My beats better than bitches who’re payed more (Facts)
The more that we talk, the more I get played for
Clipping you off, like SZA, no Barrymore (Top Dawg)
I’m very sure), this is a New Jersey
New city to rep, new people to hurt me
You read ya daily affirmations
But you don’t do shit?
So how they affirming? (What?)
I feel like a part of me’s turning (What?)
Just left the city
Hoped on to the right one
You pissed at me cause you just wanna pipe, huh? (Fuck)
Fightin the urge to go rogue and block everyone round me
Roaming the paint, and the areas surrounding
All Defense, 1st team
Astounding! (Kawhi!)
You more TJ Leaf; stay grounded (Like a plant)
I won’t pick up, dawg. (Brr!)
Pounded