Lyrics Kia Music - Serious Klein

I dream in real time, but my expiration date is near
So I hustle, making make-shift moves
And smooth over this counter-top surface of a life's purpose
Facades are now out of service and yet she's still into me
But I treat her like humidity, stripping myself just to get away
But I know how the air feels on my skin
And I know where to find shelter if it ever rains again
And I'll know when to take my coat off, 'cause the sun will shine for me
Throw my shorts and shades on even when weather people say it's dead wrong
With smirky faces, calling me a fool
They ask me how I'm liking the weather and I just reply, I'm cool!

Ay Ay Seri back nigga
Shit! Ay that the nigga we wanna hear nigga!
Shit whats up Seri?
Let's get em player!
Huh, Yea!

I pull up with my brothers, in that Kia, extra high
Let niggas know the only entourage is tripple 5
Some witches in my DM, I'm like don't waste my time
Y'all been sleeping on a nigga like you didn't get the lines
I just heard way to many talks, met way to many snitches
Gave way to many fucks
But kudos to these niggas
Observing all my walks
Watch a nigga getting cheddar
And blasting all your blogs

I just heard some brand new stories
Heard a couple labels knocking
Met some brand new shawties
I just heard way to many talks
Met way too many snitches
Gave way to many fucks

But when I pull up in that Kia with my niggas know them trees is here
Brown paper works
Getting paper then we disappear
3 fingers up, tripple 5
Know that shit gets real
Take the whole squad out the hood
My nigga that's a deal

I been there, done that
And done sit back
Observed these fools
Took a break, on some kit kat
Bebe how you feeling now
You looking good
Strokes on the butt
It's been a minute now
I wish i could
Stuck in the mud
Searching for healing now
How many fucks i am gonna give
Cause i am the realest now
Ay i am the realest now
Seri be the fucking king and nigga thats for sure though
Fucking up game and killing rappers be the promo

I just heard some brand new stories
Heard a couple labels knocking
Met some brand new shawties
I just heard way to many talks
Met way too many snitches
Gave way to many fucks
But when I pull up in that Kia with my niggas know them trees is here
Brown paper works
Getting paper then we disappear
3 fingers up, tripple 5
Know that shit gets real
Take the whole squad out the hood
My nigga that's a deal