Reverse Psychology In Reverse Songtext
von Sy Ari da Kid
Reverse Psychology In Reverse Songtext
This the part where I say, "Fuck it, make the intro my verse"
Isolated like introverts
Open my gift and I curse
Born again, like I chose to revisit my birth
An alien, look at how much time I′m spending on earth
I understand you know your price, but that isn't your worth
Start beef with Soulja Boy, just to say I did some shit first
I′m godly with the pen, I can sell a scripture at church
Get out the dirt, commit to something, nigga, finish your work
Survival tactics, the guilty leave the innocent hurt
This is reverse psychology in reverse
Will I convert for the bucks without a Giannis or a Middleton shirt?
I've been alert, look at all that shit I did for my turf
Lately, I've been feeling dead, feel like I live in a hearse
Rude boy, rice and peas, chicken with jerk
Now why I see so many men with a purse?
Painted fingernails, this shit is berserk
Lift up your skirt, nigga, yeah
God-gifted, they change, change colours
That′s how I know the age on them jewels like bar mitzvahs
Is y′all finished? 'Cause I see a bunch of lost niggas
Don′t know who behind you like the photobomb in y'all pictures
Sword, scissors, anything to make the cut
Where I′m from, niggas doing anything to make enough
Focus so much to stay alive, we don't even stay in touch
Nigga say, "On God," but he don′t even pray enough
Let's pray for them
Let's really pray for them
Amen, I been out here making plays, all you niggas play too much
I feed off the pressure, niggas giving me my space too much
Money coming back, it got me feeling like I paid too much
Don′t say too much (don′t say too much)
Isolated like introverts
Open my gift and I curse
Born again, like I chose to revisit my birth
An alien, look at how much time I′m spending on earth
I understand you know your price, but that isn't your worth
Start beef with Soulja Boy, just to say I did some shit first
I′m godly with the pen, I can sell a scripture at church
Get out the dirt, commit to something, nigga, finish your work
Survival tactics, the guilty leave the innocent hurt
This is reverse psychology in reverse
Will I convert for the bucks without a Giannis or a Middleton shirt?
I've been alert, look at all that shit I did for my turf
Lately, I've been feeling dead, feel like I live in a hearse
Rude boy, rice and peas, chicken with jerk
Now why I see so many men with a purse?
Painted fingernails, this shit is berserk
Lift up your skirt, nigga, yeah
God-gifted, they change, change colours
That′s how I know the age on them jewels like bar mitzvahs
Is y′all finished? 'Cause I see a bunch of lost niggas
Don′t know who behind you like the photobomb in y'all pictures
Sword, scissors, anything to make the cut
Where I′m from, niggas doing anything to make enough
Focus so much to stay alive, we don't even stay in touch
Nigga say, "On God," but he don′t even pray enough
Let's pray for them
Let's really pray for them
Amen, I been out here making plays, all you niggas play too much
I feed off the pressure, niggas giving me my space too much
Money coming back, it got me feeling like I paid too much
Don′t say too much (don′t say too much)
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