F. Mills - Mellow lyrics

[Verse 1: F. Mills] I stay writing my life Interns Full of many tests like a midterm I'm on the ground man I'm slumming like an insect Worm Through these turns It just burn Feel it in chest Learn How it manifests Churn I'm concerned with how it been a mess Playing checkers what happened to the chess? Barely look at chapters man I'm in the text Details, noticing how she smell Winter fresh Women here the scent is just Cinnamon up in them breasts Feminine defending all her mental stress Offended if you finishing her sentences Let it rest The innocence of silence Think he said it best Sit and let it digest Deposit that I'm up for the challenge where them callers at No home court advantage what you calling that They panicking they ain't showing where them ballers at Dogs talk tough until you call a vet Huffing and they puffing out the side of necks and flexing But I'm chill [Chorus: F. Mills] See cool heads prevail In a situation of hell It just depend what you facing If you should stay or you bail And that time that you spending pacing You can be racing to mills These n***as ain't worth ya time If they ain't paying ya bills And that's real Yeah, and thats' real Man f** the others, I'm chill Man f** the others, I'm chill [Verse 2: F. Mills] Love the window seat I'm instagramming pics of the wing I guess I'm into fly things No filter see me clear grab some visine It's just me and myself and ID Pa**ports we just fast forward to greater heights Seen them dashboards from Henry Ford when we was poor turning pikes And we afforded the liquor man it was all Coors through the door Pour it of course n***as singing like they in a chorus So was forced So a choice was made You either hustle or you get laid Choose yours You was broke you wanted muscle So lets get paid You want it sudden Call it brute force Fast money want cash money all the allure A door closes then you open more Waiting on that day that you can open for The new talent the crowd silent Think you a bore Now frustrated I hate it but too mature Man I'm chill [Chorus: F. Mills] [Bridge: F. Mills] Time is money and what you saying It ain't f**ing paying (2x) My time is money and what you saying It ain't f**ing paying (2x) [Chorus: F. Mills]