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Smino

Genres: Electronic

Amphetamine Lyrics - Smino

Moonlight disrupt the day 

Been like this every night 

Walking in stumbling 

Fucked up some bread today 

Though I said no no this time 

Cycles on cycles 

It's like an amphetamine 

How it marinate on my mind 

Stuck on me, yah 

Got no doubt I'll be alright 

If I just make it through the night 

 

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Pass me the amphetamine 

Right now can't focus on anything 

Why they take lil bro instead of me? 

I hurt when you hurt, we was siamese 

Nigga was seventeen, when I found out what that cheddar mean 

Rats'll bite holes through the wall to get close 

Watch for their trail, man they always be close 

Back-a-wood rolla, really a smoker 

This louder than when you drive on the shoulder 

Stomp on the gas 'til I'm blowin' the motor 

Can't 'ford to sit with my thoughts or it's over 

Really but luckily, I got a real one, she fuck wit me 

Shawty, she yellow, yeah keep me on my toes, stay mellow 

She deserve a fucking ring 

 

I'm off the sedatives 

Amphetamine 

I don't know where I'm headed 

Don't know where I'm headed 

Sedatives 

Amphetamine 

Sedatives 

I don't know where I'm headed 

Don't know where I'm headed 

 

Moonlight disrupt the day 

Been like this every night 

Walking in stumbling 

Fucked up some bread today 

Though I said no no this time 

Cycles on cycles 

It's like an amphetamine 

How it marinate on my mind 

Stuck on me, yah 

Got no doubt I'll be alright 

If I just make it through the night 

Moonlight disrupt the day 

Been like this every night 

Walking in stumbling 

Fucked up some bread today 

Though I said no no this time 

Cycles on cycles 

It's like an amphetamine 

How it marinate on my mind 

Stuck on me, yah 

Got no doubt I'll be alright 

If I just make it through the night 

 

I'm off the sedatives 

Amphetamine 

I don't know where I'm headed 

Don't know where I'm headed 

Sedatives 

Amphetamine 

I don't know where I'm headed 

Don't know where I'm headed 

No 

 

God damn, 

Swn, swn, swn, swn, swn 

 

Ay 

Krash kourse into the world 

This insular world 

The culture vultures flock in every sense of the word 

My nose can sniff the shit out but I'm never deterred 

Never be scurred, scored through the downs, first and third 

Grandaddy spittin, ain't nothing new bout the system 

'Cause how they do me they did him 

Appropriating the fellas 

Sucking the fruit from my elders 

Don't give a Chuck bout no Berry 

They rather listen to Elvis 

Woah, mama 

And these kids know better, uh 

I'm grand like abuela, uh 

More hands than Coachella, uh 

Lil hoe it's whatever, uh 

Shawty cold as December, I still fold her, no Manila 

B-b-b-brr wit me baby, I hibernate, smoke the lettuce 

No niggas jammed off the reggie 

Free all my dogs, fuck Kruella 

Nigga need cream, vanilla, ele-vate 

Coconut Beamer, oiled up, switching lanes 

Chocolate interior, that's a belly ache 

 

I done went Murda Mike, on the may-a-ooo, uh 

She on the payroll, he on the payroll 

I want queso, I want the caseload 

She do what I say so, now 

She fucked up, yeah, she might do the Fabo 

Send that RIP, out yeah, and that shit for Shawty Lo 

Back when I was broke I had to pour that Bacardi slow 

Now I'm on the board, niggas salty like margaritas, ooh 

I used to dream about the coupe, baby 

Now I'm thinking bout when it was me and you, baby 

Yeah, used to dream about the coupe, baby 

Now I think of me and you 

 

I don't know what's better, I won't say what's worse 

Pen is like a needle when I bleed these words 

I could make a blessing if I spit this verse 

That's why I be retching 'til I rid my curse 

Black it be the sweetest 

Secrecy up in the frequencies 

That's why you feel the need 

To look at me like I'm a deity 

Duality is key, you see 

That I'm seein' you seein' me 

So now we seeing equally 

Needlessly to say 

I hate that we're meeting this way 

Feel like I packed up to go 

'Bout a week ago 

I don't know 

If I switch my flow I might tap into the pinnacles 

I'm sellin' syllables, I'm losing principles 

Lurkin', searching for miracles 

Hurtin' workmen, curtain closed 

Earn a million dollars just to owe it to some imbeciles 

If they tell me no, I be dumb, all I hear is go 

Crossfire coming but I'm pigeon-toed, winter froze 

 

I done went Murda Mike, on the may-a-ooo, uh 

She on the payroll, he on the payroll 

I want queso, I want the caseload 

She do what I say so, now 

She fucked up, yeah, she might do the Fabo 

Send that RIP, out yeah, and that shit for Shawty Lo 

Back when I was broke I had to pour that Bacardi slow 

Now I'm on the board, niggas salty like margaritas, ooh 

I used to dream about the coupe, baby 

Now I'm thinking bout when it was me and you, baby 

Yeah, used to dream about the coupe, baby 

Now I think of me and you 

 

Cunning linguistics 

Punishing puns 

Pumping the petro, gas in my lungs 

Loving the low times, higher than a mug 

Up in the cabinet 

Imagine a baby reaching his hands up to grab it 

A pipe done busted in heaven 

And got to leaking out blessings 

Reaching my hands up to grab it 

Re'in my bands up 

Uh, uh 

 

Sunny metropolis, overzealous as telefone 

Telefone a new continent, maybe rode me a rocketship 

Copper all on my dash, and he ticket that lady optimist 

Said I'm moving too fast, slow down, slow down 

Opened up for Lauryn Hill, woah now, woah now 

Woah now 

Everything is everything and the object steady mystified 

My allegories underneath the rock will only fear resides 

I bet I'm gon' find it, I know I'm gon' find it 

Happiness, bank account, white accountant 

I found the fountain 

I was born in all black, how could God denounce this? 

I told Him, 'Give me my money, I need my money now' 

Thank you Jesus, whoever you are 

I know you gifted me the gift of gab and simile 

And simpleness, the solitude is loneliness 

Been good to me 

I told them, 'Give me my happy, I need my holy now' 

Thank you Jesus, whoever you are 

Thank you Jesus, whoever you are 

Are you remember?




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