Tyler, The Creator
CRUST IN THEIR EYES (Kids See Ghosts Remix)
My sister called the other day
And said she loved me wsup?
I called her back and said
I'm sorry that I don't say it enough
See I don't put up a front
I just say what I want
Never let a n***a tell me I couldn't stunt
Pro black but this twink white
I'll sign if the ink right
Two cribs I can sleep twice
N***as swear they woke
But got crust in their eyes
They can't blink right
These n***a fakes confident, fake show how they feel
Then go home and big cry cause their acne is real
Show them scars mutherfucka
How you think they gon' heal up?
Scab ass n***as fucking up all the deals
I got n***as tryna slander me
That I knew from the start
But I can't do it back to them
It ain't no hate in my heart
Yall Stephen Hawkings with the way that
Yall make moves (rip)
But ima flip the channel on u n***as
Just tuned and watch em
I'm real fresh prince new crib in bel air
And I feel so free, cheetah print in my hair
Rainbow on the belt, gang shit yeah yeah
Hopped out that bitch
Had to make some room for my furs
N***as picking out there victims
Hot potato hot potato
Tryna cancel me on twitter
But got limits on ya data
Tell the engineer to turn me all the way up
On the faders
Because everything I'm dropping
Hot as fuck like clumsy waiters ahh