Tirade’s Blessings

Intro:
Eyes closed
Slipping on my ex, oh
Dancing to my own flow
My feet stumble over cool beats
I don't need nobody

1.Verse:
I was made in a land called Italy
Man don’t know about alps through Sicily
20 motherfuckers outside trying to block man’s
Sight them man better act right
Man’s cool and relaxed when I hop in the studio
Cool and relaxed when I hop in the booth
Zoot to the max when I’m rassing the ting
Man’s man of the match when it comes to the tunes
So if you really wanna talk about vibing
Without this can’t chat about smiling
I got two step mixed with the violins
Yo, talk about vibin
Or the heat from the sun that’s shining
I seen frowns when I left them smiling

Hook:
Eyеs closed
Slipping on my ex, oh
Dancing to my own flow
(and that’s vibes)
My feet stumblе over cool beats
(sun setting, it’s tirade’s blessings)
I don't need nobody
(sun setting, I carve mid sentence)

2.Verse
Never seen me running, To the easy money
I ain’t cheesy, bugging and I’ll
I’ll never rate them donnies
Soul taken probably, While I make ten tracks and I’m out
Words ain’t shit I can't sit when I sip on a XO
10 toes deep in the scene when I let go
Top damager, man’s no amateur (Nah can’t be me I got)
Digits ‘em talking to me
Double figures when I work with the team
One of a kind but I work for the cream
And a bit more Ps, A bit more Ps
I’m a bit low-key (What?)
Chat about vibing
With that shit calm, talk about smiling
I’ve seen heat from the sun that’s shining
I’ve seen frowns when I left them

Hook:
Eyes closed
Slipping on my ex, oh
Dancing to my own flow
(and that’s vibes)
My feet stumble over cool beats
(sun setting, it’s tirade’s blessings)
I don't need nobody
(sun setting, I carve mid sentence)