Carlos Charm - Flying Lotus Freestyle II lyrics

Y'all n***as ain't f**ing with me It's the return, I got a bone to pick n***as get burned like foliage Holy sh**, the coldest sh** It's Sailor in my coke and sh** And I got next like Pa** the controller stick Took a hiatus Now I'm back, hi haters Don't you dare violate us Cause the grind here is so legit Even though they won't admit I'm hot, and I know the sh** Dreads still growing and All the hoes notice it I'm through stressing over school til August Want to rap, but I act Like I'd rather be in college Degree in engineerin' Is all that my parents hearin' Scholarship academic a**istin' me with tuition Gifted like my first bike around Christmas Pedal through the hood just trying to find mischief Knowing damn well I'm a misfit Conflicted Was brilliant, surrounded by ig'nant little niglets Moved to the burbs where the white kids been Received a pound cake the day we moved in "Welcome to the boondocks, and it'll be smooth We wave Confederate flags But we cool with coons." And now, all these white kids Got droopy eye-lids Popped a Molly Cyrus She's perspirin' It's clouds of loud all about outside And the cops don't get called Til the neighbors despise it Effortless flight, that's auto-pilot But gas is so high That it stints my mileage And most bad b**hes got height requirements Giving me the blues But it's more like violet Spitting from the side Where the nerds reside It's Charm Eyes drawn like curtains now I got a stupid flow Try to see working in a cubicle Followed by hip hop's funeral I'm pissed like urinals And fearing no obstacle Danger is a**ured, to be afraid is optional Started from the bottom like a basement and garage It's Carlos, no mirage I'm real, I'm no optical, illusion Spent four summers just kicking it in New Men's Went to Tuskegee And they put me in Bethune And I repped the Ham I was an idol like Ruben Now I make moves The Monastery's the movement