Falling Flat

[Intro]
​rhino

[Chorus]
Don't slow my speed down, don't hold me back
I don't wanna hear you fallin' flat (Flat, flat, flat)
I've been lookin' for my peace now, where you at? Yeah
Not the type to argue with the facts (Facts, facts, facts)
Used to-used to tippy-toe around this shit to not offend you
And it goes on and on and on
Swear it had to be the Devil, he the one who must've sent you
And he go on and on and on (Eeieo)

[Verse 1]
I usually hold my tongue, not the type for talkin' shit
Told you, "Be an optimist," then you did the opposite
Tryna find the root to all your problems, think the opps is it
I'm about to load all of my shit into a rocket ship, I'm gone
Ain't believe me
Highway to hell, AC/DC
Ain't hotheaded, but the day I am
I might lose my cool, it ain't been easy
You a crazy bitch, you a psycho bitch
You a macro-bitch, you a micro-bitch
Start that up like a microchip
That's that s— I don't like, don't trip

[Refrain]
All in your feelings, yeah, you always all in your feelings, yeah
That's not appealin', yeah, how the fuck is that appealin'? Yeah
I hit a ceilin', yeah, Deepak Chopra need healin', yeah
Take out the time to go sit wit' your thoughts in silence
See what's revealin', yeah

[Chorus]
Don't slow my speed down, don't hold me back
I don't wanna hear you fallin' flat (Flat, flat, flat)
I've been lookin' for my peace now, where you at? Yeah
Not the type to argue with the facts (Facts, facts, facts)
Used to-used to tippy-toe around this shit to not offend you
And it goes on and on and on
Swear it had to be the Devil, he the one who must've sent you
And he go on and on and on (Eeieo)

[Verse 2]
Full of contradictories, too much inconsistency
Where you think of that? I really wonder, that's a mystery
Your goal was to make a scene, my goal was makin' history
Someone please come take me out my motherfuckin' misery, I'm gone
Back to Boston
Got fed up with the lack of joggin'
Couldn't keep up, we ain't back to talkin'
The line right there, we ain't have to cross it
Crazy bitch, you a dusty bitch
You a lazy bitch, you a funky bitch
You a trust-me type, and I'll give a good reason to trust me, bitch

[Refrain]
All in your feelings, yeah, you always all in your feelings, yeah
That's not appealin', yeah, how the fuck is that appealin'? Yeah
I hit a ceilin', yeah, Deepak Chopra need healin', yeah
Take out the time to go sit wit' your thoughts in silence
See what's revealin', yeah

[Chorus]
Used to tippy-toe around this shit to not offend you
And you go on and on and on
Swear it had to be the Devil, he the one who must've sent you
And he go on and on and on (Eeieo)