John Lyrics

I stick to very few mates

It's usual the mutuals just stayed acquaintances

Used to have a crew come over, most just came to blaze a spliff

The real ones would wanna one on one with me

In top conversations, John was never under #3

Honest, the topics talked about would tend to get deep

Like a rocky horror copy, know that we were both freaks to society

We're older now, still we know

The farther we go from this planet is the colder our style

Yup

Get used to the sound

I stick to very few mates, it's even rarer they stick to me

'Cause I'm seldom hitting niggas up, nobody makes beats

At least those inspired only ones I want anyway

I just wanna help with their encumbersome day-to-day

Y'all can go to hell with the dumb drums you copy paste

I don't need to sound like those other bums to compensate

Lotsa niggas just make fun of the way you live

'Cause they feel well when someone else is getting all the shit

I know

I know

It's stronger than I

I stick to very few mates, people fare with two faces

Keep aware of whose faith in you could fade in two seconds

I don't hate on who's stepping on my name

I just keep my grace, straight is how I aim

I fired the afraid, they had me burnt like an eighth

I was tryna keep my sane

They think that I think I deserve no pain

As if I'm the happiest on the earth, what a shame

'Cause that's not how empathy works

But I'm no teacher, just a speaker

I'm a writer, not a fighter

Fuck what you think you knew about me

Look at my life right now, you see I'm just tryna be

They try to stop, but I stay on go

Even when I'm at a low, no rain in my fro

I'm on my own thing, fuck what those saying

I don't need what they need when it comes to growing

I'mma be what I be, you stay in your own lane

Goddamn