Get Back

(album: Pure Intentions - 2018)

Get back, get back, get back back back
Get back, get back, get back back back
Ayy hol' up hol' up hol' up hol' up
What you reaching for? (what you reaching for?)
Niggas ask a lotta questions, act like I don't know 'em (who the fuck are you?)
Niggas say they get into it, I ain't even notice (I ain't even notice)
Told 'em they would never catch me on my flying lotus (fly away ho)
Just found out I'm claustrophobic I'ma need space (I'ma need space)
Real short with my conversation these days (the fuck you want nigga?)
I don't trust a soul I'm too paranoid (I don't trust 'em)
I got voices in my head, they make too much noise

Sleeping pills (no)
Script refills (no)
Chronic (yes)
Quicker thrills (no)
Plateaued hills (no)
Ironic (yes)
The dollar bill (so?)
Make 'em bounce (oh)
Hydraulic (yes)
What the fuck y'all niggas finna do next to get your shit popping off ground and moving
To turn your little sad scene into an epic movie
What the fuck you niggas thought it was, oh you ain't understood me
Better get familiar, hope you know just what the fuck you doing
This shit's a foreign language, hope you niggas speak it fluent
And know exactly who you are before you get influenced
Pain's a potent drug if you take a hit (if you take a hit)
The void of reality it don't exist (no it don't)
Feels like a fucking simulation I'm stuck in the glitch

Get back, get back, get back back back
Get back, get back, get back back back
Ayy hol' up hol' up hol' up hol' up
What you reaching for? (what you reaching for?)
Niggas ask a lotta questions, act like I don't know 'em (who the fuck are you?)
Niggas say they get into it, I ain't even notice (I ain't even notice)
Told 'em they would never catch me on my flying lotus (fly away ho)
Just found out I'm claustrophobic I'ma need space (I'ma need space)
Real short with my conversation these days (the fuck you want nigga?)
I don't trust a soul I'm too paranoid (I don't trust 'em)
I got voices in my head, they make too much noise

Amphetamines (no)
Chlorophyll (no)
High (yes)
Dramamine (no)
Set a scene (no)
Die (yes)
It's just a feel (so?)
To each his own (oh)
I (yes)
Could give a fuck what these niggas doing just to get by 'cause I got my own issues
Feeling like I'm thrown out of the clouds while wearing no suspension
Feeling like my ride went up and down with no maintenance assistance
But keep it cool, calm down, that's what they insisting
Couldn't find it had no urgencies in my situation
And I been patiently wait, was I too late for the game?
Am I a victim of fate (if you take a hit) make sure you blow some smoke in they face
'Cause they was quick to take your plate and eat your food with no grace

Get back, get back, get back back back
Get back, get back, get back back back