Tongues Tied
Lyrics
Tongues Tied
I don't hear a fucking word, mmm mmm
This is boutta get real interesting
Oh man, yeah
Let's go
Just got back from Miami I checked out the scene
It was three of us we split the airbnb
And we were right across the street from Muscle Beach
Lemme tell you what happened next
Had the sun in my face and the sand on my feet
And there was a little ass kid there who recognized me
And his dad ended up messaging me on some business tryna get connected with me
Cause he prolly knows Imma blow up like somebody tied some rocket ships to my feet
And he's right I can't even disagree
Gifted like I'm a Christmas tree
Or whatever they put under Christmas trees
People used to try to diss on me, shit on me
Now whenever I see people I used to know I do not hear a word
When they look at me I'm just a mirror of them now I see what they think they're worth
I'll turn a seed to a beautiful flower just gimme the dirt
I used to get paid by the hour now I'm getting paid for this verse
I don't even need a cosign
I already know I'm a goldmine
I focus on me and not those guys
They were taking shit now tongues tied
You had a chance now she, she's mine
She told me she wanted to the whole time
And honestly I can not blame her I got different flavors
And who am I to say she can not taste em' or get a taste at least
You told me I taste like nicotine
No wonder why you come back to me
I'm basically giving you crack for free
Haha, don't let me get outta pocket
One girl that I know looks like a goddess
No wonder why she's a supermodel
It's not the aesthetics it's something bout' her
That's what happens when you work on your energy
That's what happens when you cut out the enemies
Who would of fucking new that she was into me
Brought her to the studio she got intimate
I didn't know what her intentions were
Until I seen her freaky tendencies
Shit she was saying was fucking ridiculous
It would really be ashamed if I mentioned it
But I'm not saying a word just like the people I used to know
I have a habit of riding my own wave I don't go with the flow
It doesn't matter if you're in the bleachers hatin' you're still at the show
It doesn't matter if you're in the comments crying you're still on the post
Yeah the truth hurts real bad
What happened to the beat bring it back
Oh now it's my time to snack
My old songs are just the app
The main course is boutta slap
I'm like a chef without the hat
All of my songs are gourmet
Bitch I've been cooking up all day
And I can go all day long
Now I got people listening to all of my songs
Like I'm a Coldplay song
Worldwide on repeat all night and day long, yeah
Krispel
Tongues Tied
Writer(s): Brayden Krispel
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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