I bet you you feel nice
All  day I'm waiting can’t stay up late
I'm  on a regimen

Shoot all day get paid straight home and create 'til I’m better than
I was yesterday and I'm straight if my message reach my brethren, in the end

Just  just started recording, but if it's self-exploring, then I'm a veteran

Yeah 

I'm starting to feel nice

Devo  said that we're bound to hit a lick just be patient, keep workin', don't forget to reinvent
If he believe, then I believe, not in me, but in you all
He helped me pack up all my shit hit St. Clair in a U-haul

I’m starting to realize
This  untradition shit could be way bigger than I dreamt

Walkin’ with a limp; chin up
Hair gettin' long gotta tie my shit up
Baby curve ya back make that shit sit up right
So I could do my thing in between

I bet you you’ll feel nice

Give you a tab make you feel right
Big feels like crazy all laid out lazy
There's no questionin'

And so it's evident
I write these lines from a dark room, despising the most popular penmanship
It’s like it's effortless, as in it's lackin'
I hear it bumping from the headphones of a thick lightskin bad bitch with a nice fit
Lipgloss and bubblegum smackin'
I'm confused
But I bet you they feel nice these guys
A couple million views and a lil ice

Ok
I just keep it movin'

Walkin' with a limp; chin up
Hair gettin' long gotta tie my shit up
I'm tryna get along with these songs
They won't ever do me wrong if I get'em right

I bet you I'll feel nice
I swear I never hit record unless the chord made me feel right

I swear
I swear
I swear
I swear
I swear

Walkin' with a limp; chin up
Hair gettin' long gotta tie my shit up
I'm tryna get along with these songs
They won't ever do me wrong if I get'em right

I bet you I'll feel nice
I swear I never hit record unless the chord made me feel right

I swear
I swear
I swear
I swear
I swear

I promise