[Intro: Curtis Foster]
You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength

[Verse 1: Curtis Foster]
I don't put limits on what I can do
I'm sick with the spit like covid mixed with flu
But you all in my bidness, you always assume
What I do with my time, when and why, and with whom
I butcher my bars; Billie with Hughie
But like Eddie Brock, venom consume me
When I get fed up with internet pussies
Like a new whip, I start when they push me
Y'all can't sync up to my energy
Mеntally y'all just don't ever seem threatеning
If idle hands are the tools of the devil
The wall of yo' shed is on a whole 'nother level, see
You are not my lover, Billie Jean
So get outta my yard, stop grilling me
Get outta yo feelings
Yeet that shit a few hundred feet from me like a millipede
My name is Curtis Foster
If you bringing hate my way then I'mma toss it
Right to the garbage, spiteful to start, bite with a bark
Don't got time for the nonsense
Fight like a dog, tight with the jaw
But no Mike Vick in my space
Writin' 'em off with a strike of the paw
Cus I'm sick of all the
Kind that'll type online with the "haha!"
Get off'a my dick, jeez (Curt, be nice to 'em!)
Uhhh… Ok. 'Scuse me!
Get off'a my dick please
Y'all got me fucked up like whiskey
Now you the subject of sixteens
Better go back and study yo history
Karma's a bitch and she's working with me
Only toxic that I need is Britney, whoo
[Chorus: Curtis Foster]
I been goin' insane waitin' for somethin' to change
Curbin' all that nonsense when it cut into my lane
With that lame shit, I don't got the patience
You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength
I don't sound like everybody else, nah, they don't like that
Keyboard warriors in they feelings, I don't type back
To lame shit, I don't got the patience 'cus
You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength

[Verse 2: Ekoh]
I been on a wave, I’m
Movin’ to the bassline
Anybody hate I move ‘em to the wayside
Feelin’ like it’s game time, two girls at the same time
Dog, I’m a canine, hella Michael Bay like
My shit just explodes, I ain’t one to gloat
I just let the fans do it for me, no
-body on the same, novel or page
All the comment threads got an orange flame, whoo
Never got love from the mainstream
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t need y’all
We ain’t ever played on the same team
You can never keep up with the same dream
I’m not writing songs man, I’m painting
Shit too cold, got a brain freeze
Everybody tryna do the same thing
But I built it up big, it’s amazing, yuh
Homie think you know me, that ain’t true at all
Ain’t no record label, I just do it all
When you know everybody’s wanting you to fall
It’s more important to remember at least they know who you are
I just operate different
Move back, I’m keeping my distance
Took the page of rules and I ripped it
My future life I just risked it
Stay lifted high above you
Skin too thick, y’all cannot cut through
If you wanna hate you can try
But I can’t waste time on replies
Just know it’s “fuck you”
[Chorus: Curtis Foster]
I been goin' insane waitin' for somethin' to change
Curbin' all that nonsense when it cut into my lane
With that lame shit, I don't got the patience
You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength
I don't sound like everybody else, nah, they don't like that
Keyboard warriors in they feelings, I don't type back
To lame shit, I don't got the patience 'cus
You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength

[Verse 3: Curtis Foster]
I'm from the Chi; tea with cinnamon
I'm going for the most, you keep it minimum
What'd you say, is you speaking Simlish?
Rubbing me wrong like geeks with a clitoris
Cut out the middleman, doin' it independently
Steadily keepin' record of progression like a pedigree
Kinda like a wallet whenever somebody threaten me
When it's outta pocket, I gotta handle it physically
You could be guilty by association
Green with envy like cultivation
Digging up dirt, hoes is hating
There's no debating that the flow's amazing
You get no answer like cold cases
You don't see the picture, no framing
I'm fed up with waiting, I'm destined for greatness
I'mma blow minds, no Cobainin'
Heard I'mma buzz like you got Tinnitus
Drop the whining like you not imbibing
When I jot a rhyme it's like I block your sinus
'Cause I take away your breath then I pop a Heimlich
On the gram, lotta spam in the comments, man
But I got a plan, I been on the track like Hollaback
I don't need yo two cents, much less a dollar, man
I'mma leave my mark on the planet like Omni Man whoo!
I'm not about tea, no party in Boston
Fuck a dream, treat it like Poker, I'm all in
Nothin' you could say to take me off of my progress
Honest, never thought for a second it'd be all bliss
If you wanna add more fuel to the fire, c'mon then
Pour it all on that, what I got rare, you common
Finger in the air for you and yo comments
[Chorus: Curtis Foster]
I been goin' insane waitin' for somethin' to change
Curbin' all that nonsense when it cut into my lane
With that lame shit, I don't got the patience
You 'n I do not vibe on the same wavelength
I don't sound like everybody else, nah, they don't like that
Keyboard warriors in they feelings, I don't type back
To lame shit, I don't got the patience 'cus
You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength