Lyrics Inside - Earl Sweatshirt
Yeah,
man,
you
know
what
I′m
saying?
Already
You're
crazy
for
this
one!
Fresh
out
the
belly
of
the
island
into
the
heart
of
the
city
T
and
them
just
hit
the
road,
I
had
Sage
and
Nak
and
′em
with
me
I
thought
the
fauna
was
pretty,
so
I
approached
her(I
did)
My
first
apartment
was
really
covered
with
roaches
'Cause
niggas
was
really
smoking
Gotta
say
that,
as
of
late,
I
been
busy
with
business,
mostly
Got
a
tape?
Catch
a
wave,
now
you
in
the
industry
ocean
Missing
out
on
your
boat
I
been
figuring
out
my
own
fish,
home
gets
distant
We
working
I'm
on
the
road
again
Cold
and
the
spirits
is
bursting
up
out
the
Trojan,
man
Fridge
full
of
spirits
in
the
crib
Mirror,
mirror,
let
me
hear
why
the
niggas
that′s
the
peers
see
and
hear
us
Then
mimic
the
fucking
motions,
man
Keep
the
circle
closed,
let
them
niggas
front
in
the
cul-de-sacs
Friendly
with
the
chosen,
the
rest
is
getting
the
poker
hand
Face-drinking
smoker,
it
help
me
duck
when
emotion
jab
Fame
is
the
culprit
who
give
me
drugs
without
owing
cash
Sipping
′til
I
melt
Devil
trying
me,
I'm
dodging
Falling
victim
to
myself,
middle
finger
to
the
help
When
it′s
problems,
I
don't
holler,
rather
fix
′em
by
myself
When
it's
looking
like
it′s
quiet
for
you,
this
the
shit
to
yell
This
the
shit
right,
keep
your
chin
high
up
'Cause
when
she
ain't
fucking
with
you
then
her
friend
might
Let
you
get
up
inside,
yup,
let
this
shit
ride,
yup
You
don′t
get
it
rocking
like
we
do
on
this
side,
nigga
Ayy,
ayy
I
blow
a
spliff
before
the
ink
dries
on
the
paper
And
lately,
I
don′t
like
shit,
I
been
inside
on
the
daily,
daily
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