Angles

[Hook: Xavier Omär]

I've been running away

'Cause I don't wanna fight, I don't wanna pray

Hope the bridges we burnin' in, yeah

Light the way for another day

I only do it if (I want to)

Look in the mirror, do I (want you)?

I don't know, do you know?

Come on mister, (don't lie)

What do you feel when you look into your (own eyes)?

[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]

See it's all about angles

Whether I'm checking my watch or I'm hitting my dab

You use the same muscles to cough with as you would do to laugh

It's perspective really, the collective is merely suggesting a theory that love is a blessing

I'm stressing it really

Man, y'all don't hear me, if you've never been alone how you know yourself?

If you ain't up on the water how you grow yourself?

You should love you so much that you go Marylin Manson and blow yourself

It's some things that you gotta learn that only you can show yourself

Getting introspective, it can only go right like you ain't got no left

Like a wack-ass point guard

Or a porn star, yeah I'm going hard

Young Coinstar

I done seen change, trying to turn this shit to dollar bills

Touching souls, not just copping feels

See myself when I see my friends

They make sure that I ain't lost the real

Lost at sea or lost at thought

I give a fuck, I ever lost a deal

I'm hungry to see me be me, like a nigga lost a meal

[Hook: Xavier Omär]

I've been running away

'Cause I don't wanna fight, I don't wanna pray

Hope the bridges we burnin' in, yeah

Light the way for another day

I only do it if I want to

Look in the mirror, do I want you?

I don't know, do you know?

Come on mister, don't lie

What do you feel when you look into your own eyes?

[Verse 2: Noname]

(I am, um) I am absolutely, positively happy

Exponential, gratitude for rapping

Aptitude for passing dude's exceptions

The vacancy will always be the laughing

'Cause niggas love a bitch when she's sarcastic

Rihanna is made of feather dust and matches

And everybody wants to touch the fire

A little bit of love never hurt nobody

Y'all up in the club while I'm sitting in the attic

Thinking bout the plastic, a trip to Malibu

Spend a couple racks on racks say hallelu-

In the waiting room trying to get to you

And who could be the breadwinner? Me

And who could cook your next dinner? Me

I think not, I'm saving up for Audi

This is, allegory of a black moon cloudy

I am absolutely, positively healthy

Re-define to expedite my wealthy

I need money, halfway sunny, out the country

Only God and a blunt could help me

And Noname quit the weed

Happy with sunlight in my weave

Synonymous with all anonymous and verbal columnists

A good rap song is all I need

[Hook: Xavier Omär]

I've been running away

'Cause I don't wanna fight, I don't wanna pray

Hope the bridges we burnin' in, yeah

Light the way for another day

I only do it if (I want to)

Look in the mirror, do I (want you)

I don't know, do you know?

Come on mister, (don't lie)

What do you feel when you look into your (own eyes)

[Outro: Mick Jenkins]

Had to get to know myself before I claimed I love me

Nobody else, just for myself, got more myself just for me

Growing everyday, I'm growing everyday, growing everyday

Wake up early in the morning for you, you had me (growing everyday) (?)

Had to get to know myself before I claimed I love me

Nobody else, just for myself, got more myself just for me

Growing everyday, I'm growing everyday, growing everyday

Wake up early in the morning for you, you had me (growing everyday) (?)