‌four movement

[Verse 1]
3.1 rollin' on the interception, that shit make me feel some kind of way
Free as I please in movin' around, excluding the sound
Two-legged hatred standin' on this ground, yeah
Fuck what he sayin', get good mood on the pavement
Sittin' on your food is a waste and fucks up the taste
I might be mistaken
But sayin' that I absolutely hate these surroundings is nothing new
Quite nostalgic
Broken record as second name
Wasted fucking time
Everything that I write and rhyme is coherence that I put online, yeah
What the fuck-ing all round this shit
Got no hoes around my dick
Got no house to wallow in
I'm spittin' shit, you swallow it
But I happen to not give a fuck
Aren't I in luck?
My life is like waiting for a bus
Bitch, I'm walking

[Interlude]
(Late night)
Have you ever sat in a car and went into four directions at the same time?
(Jazz vibes)

[Verse 2]
I don't know, I don't care
Fuck a hook, fuck a snare
I only spend my time in writing text without the ink
I cannot fucking express this shit
Let's continue this talk on my dick
360° Facebook video shit
Marry just to divorce a bitch
Now 50% of my shit is missing
Go check on your-
Rather go dismiss it
Usual business, handlin' shiznit
Low asshole, mediocre intentions
Staring for days
Staring at your heart and your face
Want peace through aggressive means
Gimme that dopamine
JDM rotary, losin' my focus here