Monte Booker - Angles lyrics

[Hook: Xavier Omär] I've been running away, cause I don't wanna fight, I don't wanna pray Hope the bridges we burnin' in, yeah Light the way for another day I only do it if (I want to) Look in the mirror, do I (want you)? I don't know. Do you know? Come on mister, (don't lie) What do you feel when you look into your (own eyes)? [Verse 1: Mick Jenkins] See it's all about angles Whether I'm checking my watch or I'm hitting my dab You use the same muscles to cough with as you would do to laugh It's perspective really, the collective is merely suggesting a theory that love is a blessing I'm stressing it really Man y'all don't hear me, if you've never been alone how you know yourself? If you ain't up on the water how you grow yourself? You should love you so much that you go Marylin Manson and blow yourself It's some things that you gotta learn that only you can show yourself Getting introspective, it can only go right like you ain't got no left Like a wack-a** point guard Or a p**n star, yeah I'm going hard Young Coinstar I've done seen change, trying to turn this sh** to dollar bills Touching souls, not just copping feels See myself when I see my friends They make sure that I ain't lost the real Lost at sea or lost at thought I give a f**, I ever lost a deal I'm hungry to see me be me, like a n***a lost a meal [Hook: Xavier Omär] I've been running away, cause I don't wanna fight, I don't wanna pray Hope the bridges we burnin' in, yeah Light the way for another day I only do it if I want to Look in the mirror, do I want you? I don't know. Do you know? Come on mister, don't lie What do you feel when you look into your own eyes? [Verse 2: Noname] (I am, um) I am absolutely, positively happy Exponential, gratitude for rapping Aptitude for pa**ing dude's exceptions The vacancy will always be the laughing Cause n***as love a b**h when she's sarcastic Rihanna is made of feather dust and matches And everybody wants to touch the fire A little bit of love never hurt nobody Y'all in the club while I'm sitting in the attic Thinking bout the plastic, a trip to Malibu Spend a couple racks on racks say hallelu- In the waiting room trying to get to you And who could be the breadwinner? Me And who could cook your next dinner? Me I think not, I'm saving up for Audi This is, allegory of a black moon cloudy I am absolutely, positively healthy Re-define to expedite my wealthy I need money, halfway sunny, out the country Only God and a blunt could help me And Noname quit the weed Happy with sunlight in my weave Synonymous with all anonymous and verbal columnists A good rap song is all I need [Hook: Xavier Omär] I've been running away, cause I don't wanna fight, I don't wanna pray Hope the bridges we burnin' in, yeah Light the way for another day I only do it if (I want to) Look in the mirror, do I (want you)? I don't know. Do you know? Come on mister, (don't lie) What do you feel when you look into your (own eyes)? [Outro: Mick Jenkins] Had to get to know myself before I claimed I love me Nobody else, just for myself, got more myself just for me Growing everyday, I'm growing everyday, growing everyday Wake up early in the morning for you, you had me (growing everyday) (?) Had to get to know myself before I claimed I love me Nobody else, just for myself, got more myself just for me Growing everyday, I'm growing everyday, growing everyday Wake up early in the morning for you, you had me (growing everyday) (?)