1Mind - Radio Silence lyrics

[Intro: King of Nothing] Say she don't s** Aw, baby just try it Add a lil' nut to your paleo diet And if you don't want radio silence Play me on your radio, I pray you don't mind this [Verse 1: King of Nothing] Ok she fine as it get She favor Tyra Collette b**h I'm the black Timmy Riggins, dickin' her down in the flex She want givenchy the dress You know swarovski the neck She could be Audrey, sippin' coffee with that long cigarette You got that bomb silhouette Type that make it so hard to regret And I ain't really caught on to you yet But that's ok cause I'm sharp as Gillette, yo I digress My name Kon-nay from the trilla set Old Kanye on a twin ca**ette How the f** you not made a decision yet We could either spark jays or my interest Now that all my sins confessed Hope you can predict what's next Holla if you want your skin caressed Take it back to where you live, cause my crib's a mess Tell me how I get this fresh Tell me how I been finesse Baby girl I know we skipped some steps But I did my best when you in distress [Chorus: King of Nothing] We ain't spoke since I been on my grind (but I don't hate you) Fact I had to let you know that I (appreciate you) Shawty anywhere you go know I'll (be right beside you) All your life girl I'ma hold you down (cause I'm a rider) Cause I'm a rider That's just how it goes, we keep the code like Hammurabi I ain't been around like I'm supposed to, I'll be honest But I ain't tryna clown with all these posers, I'm beyond it [Verse 2: King of Nothing] f** a college process A n***a finna drop out But 'less get a job next I'm livin' at my mom's house Think I got a complex, be good for me to calm down My old girl say I'm obsessed So that b**h screen my calls now I'm back in the kitchen But no baking soda (shakes and sodas!) Ain't heard from my chick since winter break was over, wait is over Ya'll ain't ready for my new sh** You talk sh** but won't do sh** Got a few b**hes on cupid And you can find me where my crew is That's squad squad till the pearlies, hoe f** you actin' surly for Run this sh** for cardio You n***as looking very slow Asked me why I do this, told 'em Screwston and that dirty coast Y'all been actin' stupid just like stooges, Larry Curly Moe [Breakdown: King of Nothing] Say she want love One day she gon' find it Could've been us, bad luck, worse timin' But if you ever wonder how it all might end Just turn on your radio I need a punk to get the f** up out my face I roll the blunt and pa** that b**h to nancy grace I wrote the story of my life in dossier So I don't give a f** 'bout what you got to say [Verse 3: King of Nothing] I don't care bout a hater That's like yolo to Jesus b**h ain't no point in playin' Not if we don't go for keepers Eyes be so low from reefer, can't see my foes or polices Leavin' home every weekend so we can own 'stead of leasin' Flow like B-I-G with Jeezy, Yeezy and face mob They ask for features, sh** I guess they want they fanbase robbed Don't quit your damn day job Wise up and bow down, hoe f**in' your life up every single time my soundcloud post