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[Chorus: Benjamin Earl Turner] Is we quirky or psychotic, we might never know Flood the city with narcotics but you still ain't dope You so up You stuck you up You miss what’s going down Ain't no city like the city Niggas call a town When I'm stepping They go green Bitch I'm collared down What I'm pitching Strike a chord This a slighter sound If I'm bent I'll sweat it out Keep my music loud If I'm bent I'll sweat it out Keep my music loud [Verse 1: Benjamin Earl Turner] Tequila the chaser and trauma the shot Making decisions I’ll regret tomorrow I shoulda listened to Bell Biv DeVoe Worst case scenario: after we carry on You won’t be more than some notes in my phone Even though the road we on еrode I'm glad we rode along Nigga gotta soldiеr on Somewhere on the coast line pushing past 95 slapping old Al Jerreau We're in this love together Bitch I was always extra Bank account say etc Fuck yo' ass don't say shit I don’t need no message This shit all aesthetic I be fake sometimes That's a real confession Bitch don’t swallow sun That's my real complexion Getting fucked by tech Ain't we real progressive? Let me bring it home I think this my exit [Chorus: Benjamin Earl Turner] Is we quirky or psychotic, we might never know Flood the city with narcotics but you still ain't dope You so up You stuck you up You miss what’s going down Ain't no city like the city Niggas call the town When I'm stepping They go green Bitch I'm collared down What I'm pitching Strike a chord This a slighter sound If I'm bent I'll sweat it out Keep my music loud If I'm bent I'll sweat it out Keep my music loud [Verse 2: Saba] Is we worthy of they comments? We may never know All our karma intertwined boy you can't win alone Hood go infancy to infantry Can't get along What's the first step if a misstep is a picked up phone call? Told you 'bout your road dog And how they hit they home base You know where you off limit You say you gone set the karma straight before the call ended Fuck rap it ain't authentic Don't gotta be all thought out so long as your heart in it She made like a crawlspace I happened to fall in it The wall turned to quicksand Me I turned to volcanic Then I pulled my pants on both legs at a time I hopped in this bitch I am not you I am the man The myth Myth But you never could imagine what They could feed they family from Oh you talking 'bout a Grammy huh? I done did what can't be done I done did what couldn't be did With the crew I was cooling with Now the block and truth get bent Depend who view you get