Exploring the interplay between artistic dedication and personal desires, this song delves into the rapper's struggle to balance his studio work with his longing for intimacy. ScHoolboy Q expresses a longing to be with his significant other while being consumed by his music-making process. The lyrics convey a strong sense of yearning, depicting scenarios where he wishes to replace his creative endeavors with physical closeness. The artist's ardent devotion to his craft is juxtaposed with a genuine desire for emotional connection, creating a narrative of passionate conflict between professional commitments and personal life. The repeated references to smoking and sexual innuendos highlight the blend of vulnerability and raw desire interlaced within the song’s storyline. #CreativeStruggle #Yearning
Studio
Lyrics
I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
But this song so fucking dope, girl, it's hard not for me to blaze it
To tell the truth, wish it was you in this booth that I was blazin'
So I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
See, I've been in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
All night laying verses though I'd rather lay with you, baby
Bra and panties matching, nail and toes, you all kinda lady
Angel out of Heaven, such a goddess have a nigga prayin'
I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
But this song so fucking dope, girl, it's hard not for me to blaze it
To tell the truth, wish it was you in this booth that I was blazin'
So I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
You need a real nigga, shorty
So come and throw that pussy, shorty
See, I think you and me can make it
This little verse'll get you naked
See your heart ain't meant for breaking
Cupid's never been mistaken
See, I been caught up in the moment
Shit, my type ain't quite her type
But now this gangsta nigga on it
She can twist my weed and hit the 'yac
I can hit your type without the hat
Put that pussy on the map
I see qualities in a bad girl
I know that ass you got come with attitude and your swag, girl
You ain't wrong, girl
Just when that door knock, lose your thong, girl
'Cause, girl, 'cause, girl, girl
'Cause, girl, girl
'Cause, girl (gir-gir-gir-girl)
I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
But this song so fucking dope, girl, it's hard not for me to blaze it
To tell the truth, wish it was you in this booth that I was blazin'
So I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
Throw a loc your pussy, girl, you knowing that your nigga faded, uh
Can I hit that pussy way I wanna while this record playin'? Uh
Put my tongue in different places, play a game of Operation, uh
Like, na-na-na-la-la-la-la, you get what I'm sayin'
Uh, yeah, mh
No methaphors, nothing like that
I'm keeping it straight to the point with you, you, you
So I'ma put this dick up all inside of you, you (you)
I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
But this song so fucking dope, girl, it's hard not for me to blaze it
To tell the truth, wish it was you in this booth that I was blazin'
So I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
But this song so fucking dope, girl, it's hard not for me to blaze it
To tell the truth, wish it was you in this booth that I was blazin'
So I'm just sitting in the studio just trying to get to you, baby
Writer(s): Steve McKinley Thornton, Quincy Matthew Hanley, Bryan James Sledge
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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