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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mick Jenkins
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Hixon
Songwriter
Jayson Jenkins
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Awhlee
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
What you wanna do?
[Verse 2]
Ay, feelin' like that ****, these days my skin is much clearer
My woman's skin is much clearer, of course I'm drinkin' my water
Don't spend too much time in mirrors, reflections'll get you caught up
Connections'll get you brought up in conversation
You basin' everything you know about me from moments
I'm more a compilation or composition
It's complicated, I've contemplated so many perspectives
Accommodated my vices, exonerated emotions
And then I'm copin', Macaulay Culkin
I'm trappin' my demons over Bohemian Rhapsody
They draw lines in our widow's peak, we don't peak at capacity
Casually givin' no fucks about your two cents
We gon' clip the loose ends, we gon' clip the spit ends
We gon' split ends, we gon' burn the nooses
They tried to exclude us, they lied to include us
My tribe is of Judah, your kind is of Judas
I ordered the Caesar, no Brutus among us, uprootin' the fungus
These **** is leeches, they learned it all from us
They fuck up the numbers
[Verse 3]
Don't you get to countin' up another **** dough
Don't call me a hater just because I wasn't fuckin' with the flow
If it's Reggie, then I gotta let you know
Keep it that real, **** already know
Don't you get to countin' up another **** dough
Don't call me a hater just because I wasn't fuckin' with the flow
If it's Reggie, then I gotta let you know
That real **** already do
[Verse 4]
What you wanna do about me tellin' the truth?
I get it, you sensitive, and I don't say that with malice
My intentions are pensive and poignant
Opinions, annoyin' as they are, are often informin'
I'm critically thinkin', I'm fixin' my form
And my shootin' percentage is risin'
I worked on my vertical simply just by switchin' horizons
Collidin' my will with the wave, and **** call me Poseidon
Just call me the plug, I'm providin' the drugs
In small doses, we grind, and we roll
And we smoke, and we cook, and we eat, and refocus
Repeat, and repeat, and repeat, and repeat till it's polished
Acknowledge my genius, no college degree on me
Got a few G's with me, got a OZ on me
It's some OG, homie, don't you count the paper on me, homie
[Verse 5]
Don't you get to countin' up another **** dough
Don't call me a hater just because I wasn't fuckin' with the flow
If it's Reggie, then I gotta let you know
Keep it that real, **** already know
Don't you get to countin' up another **** dough
Don't call me a hater just because I wasn't fuckin' with the flow
If it's Reggie, then I gotta let you know
That real **** already
Written by: Ali Joel Burgess, Ben Hixon, Jayson Jenkins