MR. FRINGE

I can't feel myself, it's been so long
Who they want, stick around, or just move along
Nowadays, I could give a fuck about who raw
I'on understand why they lookin at me wrong
I can't blame someone for leavin, we ain't get along
I ain't feelin nobody, Ain't none this shit hot

I ain't just gon rap about whippin out the pot
I ain't just gon rap about whippin out the pot

Talkin to em cuz, want a drip and then its done
Ion like on the phone, can't smack her butt
Pull 4-4
Flip with a 3
Light on 2
Mixed, eh, you know what it do

I can't eat, no
I ain't done nothin
I ain't shit
Not yet, yet, yet
Good thing I chose to wait for something better
Good thing I chose to wait for something better

Yeah I be boomin chicken
Eh, what's up for dickin
Look at the clock, it's tickin
I come thru for lickin
Stuck on the same shit everyday
Who gon stimulate me
Stay on fringe, breakin
See dem things, take em

I can't eat, no
I ain't done nothin
I ain't shit
Not yet, yet, yet
Good thing I chose to wait for something better
Good thing I chose to wait for something better