Repetition by GQ (Ft. Ka$h)
Repetition by GQ (Ft. Ka$h)

Repetition

GQ & Ka$h * Track #1 On Death Threats & Love Notes

Repetition Lyrics

[Intro]
Cloudy days are reality
Sunny days are sitcoms
Yeah
Cloudy days are reality
And sunny days are sitcoms
It only gets better from here
I know

[GQ]
Lord bless me with another day
That's why I get up
Try and work it out but shit it's hard for me to sit up
Girl hit me I ain't pick up, we gonna talk later
Another story with some lost pages
Lose sleep like it's Las Vegas
Not a bit early
They don't see me they feel me, Big Shirley
Hm, Now I'm in a zone can't shoot me out it
Why I feel alone when the room is crowded?
Back when picking friends was a hard task
Praying and wishing I had what the stars had
Bad memories, light them up, burn them down
Dreams switch more than Hakeem with a turn around
I'm on the team but they don't know it, Rudy Fame
A few dots my, my circle smaller than coodie games
Partly cloudy, I ring shit
He outty Oakland, California Represent it proudly
Liars, like how he just create the truth like Geppetto
My mind is a cave and the booth is my echo
Smooth as a flute with a chello, Hello
Going for the green I ain't slowing for the yellow
I'm up there, I don't think Manute's on my level
Fully equipped I don't think your coupes on my level
I will poop on your level
I'm talking so high I gotta sky dive nigga
Just to stoop to your level
Commute through the treble, no trouble
Would try to explain the pain but shit the rain leave puddles
Bad when you struggle as a free man see man
A lot of niggas tried fell short like weeman
And for my nigga Sid, See I told you how i be anddd
Going bananas like I'm swingin on a tree branch
Hard trying to see what don't exist
Just making up for everything I missed and cause of this
I made a promise to myself, get right before the light come.
Might run to it if it's bright enough, folk cut out
Don't mean nothing to me I knife them up
Air flights not for me to hype them up
Dominoes line them up Until I
No longer can breath and my eyes are shut
See I love it for the fact that they ain't like it much
Yeah
What's not for them is life to us
With only one, That's why I care about it twice as much
Long days, eyes blood shot, Ruby frames
It's been a year since you hit me up Julie James
Linebacker for luck, I got a right to rush
I love a woman with class that still spike a punch
Up in an Autumn piece, cool when I spark the leaf
Niggas run & gun play as smart as Keith
Remote flicking looking for entertainment
Pulp fiction, juicing it for arrangements
I'm in love with it, see who I'm engaged with
Wake them up and put them to sleep like, where the days went?
Went days saying my days will turn to them days
And them days done turned to Wednesday
Tomorrows finally here
Finally clear to me this blurred vision ain't scaring me
Comparing me and what I see to bird vision, parakeet
It's like they daring me to succeed
Money, clothes and sunflower hoes that like to suck seeds
Fuck needs
I need what I want and what I want is what I strive for
Foot away like 5'4''
Fuck I gotta lie for, I'm here
But I ride slow, higher than my pride go
See I know a lot of shit, shit that only I know
For those just tuning in welcome to my show
I'm not your average guy, Joe
I'm heartfelt like Kadeem Hardison, falling off a rim
You don't always have to write what's right to hold a pen
And So the sin snowballs into the coffee
But if the magic ain't hot, it's no Frosty
Fought me for being submitted like good art
Could have ended up bad from having a good start
Could have parted like seas but please
I'd rather lead my people through rough streams
I too, be a canoe, who knew
Or could imagine my pattern as are now
Just play and keep faith on my side like argyle
Stars now shine brighter than fire under a pot
Though I still can't seem to cook from what I got
Maybe my recipe is slightly off measurement
They talk shit but I ignore it like a peppermint
Ready to roll but it's rocky as a sediment
Road that I know so well but yet have never went
In that direction, protection from the signs
Painting my life portrait trying to stay inside the line
Then it go

[Outro]
Repetition
Why the effort missing?
Do they hear it all?
Are they even listening?
Repetition
Why the effort missing?
Do they hear it all?
I hope they was listening, listening
Yeah
Hope they was listening listening
Yeah
Hope they was listening listening
Bright Lady Nights
And my niggas...

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