Wavelength

[Intro: Curtis Foster] You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength [Verse 1: Curtis Foster] I don't put limits on what I can do I'm sick with the spit like covid mixed with flu But you all in my bidness, you always assume What I do with my time, when and why, and with whom I butcher my bars; Billie with Hughie But like Eddie Brock, venom consume me When I get fed up with internet pussies Like a new whip, I start when they push me Y'all can't sync up to my energy Mеntally y'all just don't ever seem threatеning If idle hands are the tools of the devil The wall of yo' shed is on a whole 'nother level, see You are not my lover, Billie Jean So get outta my yard, stop grilling me Get outta yo feelings Yeet that shit a few hundred feet from me like a millipede My name is Curtis Foster If you bringing hate my way then I'mma toss it Right to the garbage, spiteful to start, bite with a bark Don't got time for the nonsense Fight like a dog, tight with the jaw But no Mike Vick in my space Writin' 'em off with a strike of the paw Cus I'm sick of all the Kind that'll type online with the "haha!" Get off'a my dick, jeez (Curt, be nice to 'em!) Uhhh… Ok. 'Scuse me! Get off'a my dick please Y'all got me fucked up like whiskey Now you the subject of sixteens Better go back and study yo history Karma's a bitch and she's working with me Only toxic that I need is Britney, whoo [Chorus: Curtis Foster] I been goin' insane waitin' for somethin' to change Curbin' all that nonsense when it cut into my lane With that lame shit, I don't got the patience You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength I don't sound like everybody else, nah, they don't like that Keyboard warriors in they feelings, I don't type back To lame shit, I don't got the patience 'cus You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength [Verse 2: Ekoh] I been on a wave, I’m Movin’ to the bassline Anybody hate I move ‘em to the wayside Feelin’ like it’s game time, two girls at the same time Dog, I’m a canine, hella Michael Bay like My shit just explodes, I ain’t one to gloat I just let the fans do it for me, no -body on the same, novel or page All the comment threads got an orange flame, whoo Never got love from the mainstream I don’t give a fuck, I don’t need y’all We ain’t ever played on the same team You can never keep up with the same dream I’m not writing songs man, I’m painting Shit too cold, got a brain freeze Everybody tryna do the same thing But I built it up big, it’s amazing, yuh Homie think you know me, that ain’t true at all Ain’t no record label, I just do it all When you know everybody’s wanting you to fall It’s more important to remember at least they know who you are I just operate different Move back, I’m keeping my distance Took the page of rules and I ripped it My future life I just risked it Stay lifted high above you Skin too thick, y’all cannot cut through If you wanna hate you can try But I can’t waste time on replies Just know it’s “fuck you” [Chorus: Curtis Foster] I been goin' insane waitin' for somethin' to change Curbin' all that nonsense when it cut into my lane With that lame shit, I don't got the patience You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength I don't sound like everybody else, nah, they don't like that Keyboard warriors in they feelings, I don't type back To lame shit, I don't got the patience 'cus You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength [Verse 3: Curtis Foster] I'm from the Chi; tea with cinnamon I'm going for the most, you keep it minimum What'd you say, is you speaking Simlish? Rubbing me wrong like geeks with a clitoris Cut out the middleman, doin' it independently Steadily keepin' record of progression like a pedigree Kinda like a wallet whenever somebody threaten me When it's outta pocket, I gotta handle it physically You could be guilty by association Green with envy like cultivation Digging up dirt, hoes is hating There's no debating that the flow's amazing You get no answer like cold cases You don't see the picture, no framing I'm fed up with waiting, I'm destined for greatness I'mma blow minds, no Cobainin' Heard I'mma buzz like you got Tinnitus Drop the whining like you not imbibing When I jot a rhyme it's like I block your sinus 'Cause I take away your breath then I pop a Heimlich On the gram, lotta spam in the comments, man But I got a plan, I been on the track like Hollaback I don't need yo two cents, much less a dollar, man I'mma leave my mark on the planet like Omni Man whoo! I'm not about tea, no party in Boston Fuck a dream, treat it like Poker, I'm all in Nothin' you could say to take me off of my progress Honest, never thought for a second it'd be all bliss If you wanna add more fuel to the fire, c'mon then Pour it all on that, what I got rare, you common Finger in the air for you and yo comments [Chorus: Curtis Foster] I been goin' insane waitin' for somethin' to change Curbin' all that nonsense when it cut into my lane With that lame shit, I don't got the patience You 'n I do not vibe on the same wavelength I don't sound like everybody else, nah, they don't like that Keyboard warriors in they feelings, I don't type back To lame shit, I don't got the patience 'cus You and I do not vibe on the same wavelength