Kayrxn - Nonsense Lyrics

Man, this shit is about having fun
Please don’t hit my phone
With all that nonsense
Tryna see the bones up in my closet
I don’t got time to talk about options
Honestly I don’t even like talking
So please don’t hit my phone
With all that nonsense
Tryna see the bones up in my closet
I don’t got time to talk about options
Honestly I don’t...
Wait
The world is yours
When it burns it pours
My mind forever tilted
Looking for a turning point
Its Early morning
I’m earning more
I just talked to dummy he said he searching for the source
A whole lotta money it brought me nothing but remorse
I spend a couple summers bumming out with open sores
Living on the bus
Just tryna make enough
Just tryna break my bluff
My Smile weighted by the razor cuts
A clown face and all
I start to shiver shake my nose changing color
It’s been a hell of a break
Now I’m rolling till the sun up
Had to mega my plate
So I don’t waste no more hunger
Had to mellow my takes
So conversations go under
So please don’t hit my phone
With all that nonsense
Tryna see the bones up in my closet
I don’t got time to talk about options
Honestly I don’t even like talking
So please don’t hit my phone
With all that nonsense
Tryna see the bones up in my closet
I don’t got time to talk about options
Honestly I don’t even like
Don’t even like talking
Don’t even like talking
Don’t even like
Yea
Yea oooh
Yea oooh
Ooooh

Man, this shit is about having fun
Please don’t hit my phone
With all that nonsense
Tryna see the bones up in my closet
I don’t got time to talk about options
Honestly I don’t even like talking
So please don’t hit my phone
With all that nonsense
Tryna see the bones up in my closet
I don’t got time to talk about options
Honestly I don’t...
Wait
The world is yours
When it burns it pours
My mind forever tilted
Looking for a turning point
Its Early morning
I’m earning more
I just talked to dummy he said he searching for the source
A whole lotta money it brought me nothing but remorse
I spend a couple summers bumming out with open sores
Living on the bus
Just tryna make enough
Just tryna break my bluff
My Smile weighted by the razor cuts
A clown face and all
I start to shiver shake my nose changing color
It’s been a hell of a break
Now I’m rolling till the sun up
Had to mega my plate
So I don’t waste no more hunger
Had to mellow my takes
So conversations go under
So please don’t hit my phone
With all that nonsense
Tryna see the bones up in my closet
I don’t got time to talk about options
Honestly I don’t even like talking
So please don’t hit my phone
With all that nonsense
Tryna see the bones up in my closet
I don’t got time to talk about options
Honestly I don’t even like
Don’t even like talking
Don’t even like talking
Don’t even like
Yea
Yea oooh
Yea oooh
Ooooh