In My Room

[Chorus: Khary] Lately, I'm just chillin' in my room Watchin' toons, talkin' to my broom Lately, I'm just chillin' all alone In my home, I swear, I hate my phone Hold up, wait a minute, I'm alright Bitch, you tried, cannot kill my vibe Hold up, wait a minute, it's a wrap That shit's facts, dead on that [Verse 1: Khary] Scramble my shit, I don't like my eggs poached OJ? I'm rappin' now, nigga, french toast Eggs, OJ, toast, that's breakfast Nourishin' the body and nourishin' the soul Yippie-ki-yay, nigga, get out my face Lupin the Third, nigga, get off my case Bring me a case of that Perrier water Watch how it sparkle and shit 'Cause I just be shinin', don't got no gold chain and no diamonds It's all in the minds when I'm findin' Some days I'm a dick and some other days, couldn't be kinder Depеnds on the weather, thе climate Too legit to quit, though, the villain that conquered my conscience He couldn't compete with my nonsense I have to admit that I didn't expect the piranhas The shit that we do for some commas Damn, shorty fine, shorty thick-thick Hit me online for the kiss-kiss I mean, if she ask for a dick pic She can get a pic with a big dick Santa got a big list, you ain't gettin' shit-shit Had a RAZR flip phone, never had to flip bricks Tryna keep my distance, socially, and get rich Hatin' like you big shit, show me you are, tsk-tsk M.I— M.I.A. out in California I feel like the Backstreet Boys, 'cause shit don't always go my way I cannot relax, enjoy, but don't want you to roll a J I'll find a way to be okay [Chorus: Khary] Lately, I'm just chillin' in my room Watchin' toons, talkin' to my broom Lately, I'm just chillin' all alone In my home, I swear, I hate my phone Hold up, wait a minute, I'm alright Bitch, you tried, cannot kill my vibe Hold up, wait a minute, it's a wrap That shit's facts, dead on that [Verse 2: Abhi the Nomad] Lately, I've been chillin' Order my dinner, that shit gon' slide in minutes Fuck the outside and the booth I be in my room, my album finished My bitch lookin' like Zero Suit Samus We about mindin' our business, ho Me and my angels certified freakin' On white sheets, we sinnin', though, uh Vacuum the room up and light a candle I'm too on-brand, I sip brown liquor Did the dishes, I scooped the litter Menial tasks don't make six figures Yeah, I'm on the PS4 Fuck the BS, you see me talk I'm too real, you can feel it when you see me raw You be DM-in' these rappers, I do it with a ouija board, sheesh Too easy, fuck 'em Turn up, drink and smoke until I throwed up Fuck y'all store Got a doob, bitch, why you sober? (Oh, yeah) Stuck inside, I'm ridin' dirty on my sofa Still been focused, 'cause lately— [Chorus: Khary] Lately, I'm just chillin' in my room Watchin' toons, talkin' to my broom Lately, I'm just chillin' all alone In my home, I swear, I hate my phone Hold up, wait a minute, I'm alright Bitch, you tried, cannot kill my vibe Hold up, wait a minute, it's a wrap (Wrap, wrap, wrap, wrap) That shit's facts, dead on that