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letra de small talk. - foolish desperado

[verse 1]
foolish in the building
foolish in the restaurant
i’m who they resting on
but i ain’t talking like the rest of y’all
but best of all
i listen to these clowns like it’s la festival
just going back and forth like it’s a lousy game of basketball
i’m tired
all this thinking, let it sink in, always staring, never blinking
i’m wired
always being stupid, wonder who did, whatever they could so they would never be wounded
i just got a couple thoughts
they thinking bout a couple thots
no uhs though
but look at what the waiter brought
sorry, waitress
mama always told me i was greatness
but they talking sh-t like they brainless
now i’m lightheaded, head weightless
they keep talking so shameless
it’s tasteless but i’m famous
not yet but one day
gods greatest gift was patience
they talking
they talking
guess what man i really thing they’re talking
but staying quiet’s an option
got dollar bills in my pocket
do i put em where my mouth is?
will my words be forgotten?
this conversation like dominoes
just moving on saying vamanos
predictable, i get it on the nose
’cause all my friends, got common goals
let’s take a moment for fallen foes
who was he? his mama knows him
and i wanna know him
did he get a diagnosis?
[pre chorus]

i’m in this joint i’m eating chicken
loaning bars can call me quicken
i’m just balling scottie pippin
ill maintain my composition
it’s fiction though
not within my jurisdiction so
i’ll keep this mouth shut my words invincible
where’d my ambition go?

hey!

[chorus]
i’m in this joint i’m eating chicken
loaning bars can call me quicken
i’m just balling scottie pippin
i’ll maintain my composition
cuz the rules they go unwritten
i just hate this whole depiction
thinkings always an addiction
i just started my ignition

[verse 2]
i think about an afterlife
if i keep it up, i won’t have an appetite
now i’m speeding up, i blame it on a rapid mind
but that’s my old ego talking, always creeping up on me
i’m just keeping up a hobby
n0body’s weeping in the lobby
they’re just speaking out of pocket
just critiquing words are vomit
i just have a quick question…
what about heaven?
now i’m talking
these words they’re just spilling out me
but i know my boys they got me
but i know my miles he doubts we make sense (i just think that)
now i’m. out here. all depressed
now my. feelings. are expressed
like a. candle. got possessed
i’m just. saying. be my guest

i’m a mess that’s been true
but this respect? it’s been due
this state of mind? it’s been blue
i hold it together. i been glue
and i withdrew all the revenue that i haven’t even made yet
it’s invisible paid debt
’cause my mind it gotta pay rent

everyone is always sad but they afraid to show
and if you think that you’re the only one well now you know
my careers a metaphorical plateau
the only person that i can count on is my own flow

i’m a dime
feeling so fine
in time, imma use these rhymes
for a sign of my mental design
and then combine all these lines that are always mine
give em to the public but the public can kiss my hind

woah. i don’t know what just happened
yeah my bars committed arson
and what the h-ll is the charleston?

(woah calm down)
sorry

[chorus]

i’m in this joint i’m eating chicken
loaning bars can call me quicken
i’m just balling scottie pippin
i’ll maintain my composition
cuz the rules they go unwritten
i just hate this whole depiction
thinkings always an addiction
i just started my ignition

- foolish desperado

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