Tone Deaf.

Lyrics

[Intro: TheCoolisMac] Ayy, okay, yeah Damn (1-3-1-7- in this bitch) Yeah, huh [Chorus: TheCoolisMac] They was talking down like I wasn't on yet (Okay) Niggas either want my spot or they're tone deaf [Verse 1: TheCoolisMac] That cold, I can see my own breath when I'm inside (Inside) Corporation rap, oh yeah I'm walking on a thin line (Go both ways) That shit y'all talking don't pay a nigga bills and the rent high (Okay) Know my circle's skin-tight (Yessir) Tom Ford that's exactly who the scent by ([?] fuck nigga) Havin' too much bud like I got 10 eyes (Oh my God, turn up in here) I kept it player when it got the darkest (Okay) Now I continue to get face like a makeup artist (Oh my God) Man, y'all niggas ain't talking no [?], let's save the jargon (Save the jargon) I cash a check, juice-up like Arden's Garden (Oh my God, yeah) Still put my elbows on the table, I was sick of starving ( I was sick of starving) No hand-outs, can't even beg your pardon (Ayy) Damn, I bounce back like no problem (Ayy, no problem) You know I came up from the ground like a flow mobber (You know we repping for Decatur) [Chorus: TheCoolisMac] They was talking down like I wasn't on yet (They talking down now) Niggas either want my spot or they're tone deaf (Be real) You need help cooking up, I'm my own chef (Yeah, what's the move, fuck nigga let's go) Jack Danielle to that ace of spades (To that ace of spades) She like my pimping, glide down, save the day (Glide down, save the day) They was talking down like I wasn't on yet Niggas either want my spot or they're tone deaf (Turn-turn up in here) [Verse 2: Quentin Miller] Ayy, that's him, the real him My life's more like that of a feature film Shit that I seen, it's hard to believe it still Something's gotta give I'm just trying to make these deposits for my kids I got a new policy for this shit Gotta pay me up front, if not then check up [?] D'ussé on the rocks, she wanna fuck on me right here Tuesday going up, I'm like Makonnen on them pills, yeah! Please do not ask me what I like One of those types that don't have no type Niggas all bark, never had no bite Maybe that's why these rappers tight Big blue faces, yeah alright UTD 4L, that's for life (Right?) [Chorus: TheCoolisMac] They was talking down like I wasn't on yet (They talking down now) Niggas either want my spot or they're tone deaf (Let's get real) You need help cooking up, I'm my own chef (Yeah, what's the move, fuck nigga let's go) Jack Daniel to that ace of spades (To that ace of spades) She like my pimping, glide down, save the day (Glide down, save the day) They was talking down like I wasn't on yet Niggas either want my spot or they're tone deaf (Turn-turn up in here)