Текст песни jiminy. - muna

I been in and out of the thick of it, Backyardigans
I assure you, I'm hitting this track hard again
And I'm hearing crickets in the backyard again
Really, I'm getting sick of it
Walk in the garden for the kick of it
That's a beautiful flower, I'm picking it
Bring it up to my face, get a whiff of it
Get that feeling on your shoulder like Jiminy

Homies chasing the gold, they panhandling
Sparking up old debates like who the man again
Come on, you know it's me
I know you can tell by the swag of my jeans and these J's on my feet
Your music trash please do not blame me
Take one look at you and I backspace, delete
Know you on lock and my music the key
Verge doing well and the lights looking green
Getting these profits, I'm getting this cheese
It's like fettucini, nah, more like alfredo
I get this money, convert it to Pesos
Do not stack it up, I just add to my bankroll
Really, I'm not tryna sign to a label
And if they ask me, I'll probably say no
Unless it's Dreamville, then maybe we will
But like Cozz I'ma take what I Cain if I'm Abel
Tackle missions cause you know my flow stable
Fix televisions like fiber optic cables
Cause what I'm spitting putting food on the table
This demolition of the track, call it fatal
My girl a beauty, straight out of a fable
See her like "Tadow", but ain't no Masego
I'm just tryna scoop her up like a ladle
Cause she call me baby like i'm from the cradle

I been in and out of the thick of it, Backyardigans
I assure you, I'm hitting this track hard again
And I'm hearing crickets in the backyard again
Really, I'm getting sick of it
Walk in the garden for the kick of it
That's a beautiful flower, I'm picking it
Bring it up to my face, get a whiff of it
Get that feeling on your shoulder like Jiminy

Jump from the bottom to top doing the same style
Dropping bombs, you know I'm hot, spitting like 8 mile
Meanwhile people around me sporting fake smiles
Acting salty cause you know that I got the textiles
I set up shop in the 99th percentile
I got my eye on the prize, no time to rest now
Better keep opinions inside, no time to flex now
Treat the game like Nick Cannon, onto the next child
Figure of speech, I'm out here extending my reach
These people are sheep, I been out here tryna teach
And speaking of teaching
(What?)
The school system is fleeting
Depriving all the poor kids who really need it
Kinda like Yeezy, dropping new pairs of Adidas
Dodging subpoenas, albums never releasing
Reaching my zenith, (Jesus!)
You wouldn't believe it
Couldn't conceive it, you wouldn't understand either
Thinking about the person I gotta be
I'm steering all the way away from all the drama and beef
And no, I never take a puff of marijuana and weed
Same thing, tryna navigate this world safely
Crazy, chilling at the crib with my lady
Baby, you know the vibes be hella wavy
Daily, been feeling good as of lately
And no matter what you throw, it can never phase me

I been in and out of the thick of it, Backyardigans
I assure you, I'm hitting this track hard again
And I'm hearing crickets in the backyard again
Really, I'm getting sick of it
Walk in the garden for the kick of it
That's a beautiful flower, I'm picking it
Bring it up to my face, get a whiff of it
Get that feeling on your shoulder like Jiminy