Caterpillar

[Intro: choob] Hey this is choob and you're listening to Every Bad Day Has Good News [Chorus: Radamiz] Caterpillars turning into butterflies Then back into caterpillars, never taught to run and hide Never taught to stan a million dollars, that's a subtle size Never taught to shuck and jive, never [Verse 1: Radamiz] I rhyme solo, incite pollo psychologist Your fans fuck with you but, uh, not monogamous I've caught Zs on dorm room floors Smelled the vodka on hungover a.m.s And daydreamed about packing out stadiums when I'm bored I wear my flaws like Buscemi puffers Relentless efforts, heavy pressures and empty summers Send a number, send a calling, is my calling numbered? Is your stalling stuttered?, is your balling for others? My B-sides sound like A-sides My day times cross the state lines and intertwine space and size Data and crime, agents and pride, stainless facades Playlist a proverb and make it a tribe Make you subscribe and make it salaam I hope you make it in time I know I'm vacant and slime to you but fuck it This is the cost for my mind Seven leaf clovers and White Claws Flutes bring the peace out the pythons and fleets from an icon Slide through life like socks on Nylon Even King Kong's biggest prize was a Viacom Dominican debutant keeps a healthy debit card The DJs shout us out this much because we extra large The DJs shout us out this much because we extra large Everybody has a hard life Everybody has limitless within their reservoir, my Lord Billion dollars in a Buick with a shitty credit score I guess I'm the greatest, at least the latest one to (Oh-oh, yo, yo) [Chorus: Radamiz] Caterpillars turning into butterflies Then back into caterpillars, never taught to run and hide Never taught to stan a million dollars, that's a subtle size Never taught to shuck and jive, never [Verse 2: Marlon Craft] Only jive on Marlon's record was the Jackson 5 Back when I was learning ABCs, I laid these themes These days it seems we're more judged on our reaction time Than how we adapt with time, shit, and that's a crime Think I'm good now, baby, wait until I'm actualized Adding organic to the organs of the culture What, you want me to wait until dudes metastasize? What, you want me act like it ain't basic bitch Halloween Year-round, like I don't see all these cats disguised? Shit, it's the bashful blanquito, turned rapper, lost ego Found joy and got free, bro I really feel like if they did the work, they could've got it Botched free throws, pride injured Got y'all on street clothes, I'm in the gym Chris Brickley in my inner-child, he gon' be a beast He got taken from me young, so lately I've been Liam Nees' Deep convos with my soul like, "Yo, feel free to speak" Playing with testers, learning all that shit was a lesson 'Cause come Throwback Thurs' ain't tryna be Mitchell and guessin' Think if I stayed the same me might get a different reception When you keep your honor, they got objections But I'm comfortable, like Few more years and I could probably cry in front of you I'm comfortable like, I ain't doing shit I don't wanna do I'm comfortable like, feel like my time's arrivals punctual I ain't gotta be blunt with you If I'm talking, that's already blunt with you Cool, calm and crafty Fools on futons try Sue Yong my taxi But let the kids nap, tell 'em the kings back We wasn't here before, but what we embodied was 'cause Caterpillars turning into butterflies Then back into caterpillars, never taught to hum a lie Ain't so much this state that we in at this point in the cycle Know regardless that we gon' reprise Caterpillar