IThoughtYouLookedFamiliar

Lyrics

[Verse] Walking through the village, hood up with no recognition Compass point to the wind, smoking, walking, never winded Long sleeves so my rings don't shine in the sun Young scholar, what's a dollar? No, I never needed one Acting like funds fell down in my palms Like it ain't just us, like I'm not just BONES Tryna hit my phone, all you get is tones Socializing's what I don't, I'ma never let it go 1930's trunk, let the cotton sleep tight My floor got grain and the sun run the lights Vanderbilt vision, only bitten with precision Fountains in the kitchen spittin' while the chef still flippin' Still death-twistin', now I'm still life-givin' But I'll be life-takin' if my happiness go missin' Growing up, I never listened, now they wish I would've changed 'Cause every word spoken falls upon no arrangement Opinions turn to files, I never, ever save 'em Views turn to photographs, I never, ever frame 'em [Outro] SESH What?