HEARING COLORS Lyrics

See how you talkin' but you don't got nothing to say

Matter of fact you should probably start walkin' away

Straight from the streets she be eatin'

Staring me down tryna go where I sleep and hey

Cause she hit my jack for a reason

My fault if I really come of conceited, hey

Beggin' for me like she need it

She call my phone and it isn't a secret, hey

That girl she fallin' she fiendin'

Tryna tell me that she fightin' some demons, hey

And all of this money a magnet for treeshes

She drawn into my eliteness

Give her the boot like Alyx ya hey

You can get gone in a week ya hey

Yeah, they took my kindness for weakness hey

I pull out a bag, I'm spreadin' I'm flexin' I'm ballin' at Neimann's hey

And I'm blowin' up like an extremist

They show fugazi allegiance

Charter a jet like Allegiant

Hop out a foreign and crash for no reason, hey

And I'm flexin' these bands cause they counted me out anyway

Tried to set up my mans had to go and find out where he stay

Hopped in my whip started speedin'

Vibin' to Von like a Demon

Flatten him Stanley no Steven, hey

I got my lick back we even, hey

What is your grievance

Please tell me what is your grievance

Where your achievements

Always knew that I would be this

I do not need this

You should know that I don't need this

Yeah, matter fact you really should keep this, hey

I'm not the one for the secrets, hey

Ball like I'm Harden, free throws and no fadeaway

Damn, pull up from deep like Klay

And spray

Yo' man a lame I'm not stressin' him

He pull up I get the best of him

Wait, I'm in the party, pull up in Rarri

And I'm just leftin 'em, hey

Feel like Jeff Hardy

Swanton that girl like a specimen, hey

Ride like a Harley

'Til her legs hurt and need medicine hey

Why is you trippin' and stressin' when hey

And stressin when hey

Yeah, Rollie keep winding, feel like Joe Biden

Left wrist a President,hey

They look at me like a hero

Commas on commas on zeros

When I'm in Belgium they pay me in Euros

And I feel like I'm Robert DeNiro

That boy talk hot

One call the chrome and the steel to his earlobe, hey

Lot of things I didn't do but hey

Whole time you wanted to do the gang

He got a Lexus and blew the brain

I'm, in a hellcat this not the same