Red Vodka
Nice party, other than, you know...
Thanks!
Heh, yeah, other than that it's- yeah
Hey... are you okay?
Uhh, yeah, why?
I don't know... you seem... different
I am different
Well, if you need to talk, I'm here
They keep checking up on me like I don't even care
I'll never cut off royalties, I'm a different type of Heir
Royal flush, I'm the ace, you can tell just by your ear
Breathe on that, and if you can't, then your hearing is impaired
I could do a mute bar now, but I don't think it's fair
Like the way we pay for transports, that hits me like the snare
I should just stay on topic, but, then, maybe I'm too scared
My answers come eventually, right now, I stay prepared
Yeah, I've been mistaken, yeah, you learn a quite in your youth
Shit, you learn 'till you dying, that's a monumental tomb
People leaving me, I'm thankful, love it when the sky is blue
And the clouds that still remain only complement the view
Ironic you only ghosting when they stop calling you "boo"
And you fall when they trippin', then you think you wrong too
Ironic you do chronic when you running from the truth
If you do it cuz you like it, tho, I see no fault in you
The environment a person surrounds themselves with...
Can be an indicator of how they feel inside
Other times, it's a direct contradiction, in an effort to avoid themselves
And I'm drinking red vodka 'till everything is smooth
'Till every beat that's brought up has this very neat loop
Decapitating thoughts that be dangling in loop
That I've been tryna take my head off, but my head, it be astute, so I'm
Drinking red vodka
Django, I'm unchained now
Brain so untrained now
Man, I swear you must be proud
Drinking red vodka
Django, I'm unchained now (Unchained)
Brain so untrained now (Untrained)
Disappearing in the crowd
I need to stop using women as a sense of worth
So when they believe in me, I'll say I did it first
Count stacks like Altered Carbon, I'm Tekashi at my worst
I don't quell on my past, but alas is still hurts
Still legitimate gloats when the beat came, it's ghost
I'm too intricate, ho's, you got six or eight flows
And still see a dang poor way to indicate those
And he did just make flows; bars delivered, mail, post
But it hit me, this is risky, I won't bluff, my heart in shuffle
Get the whiskey, tho it's fishy, not too drunk to 'carpe' muscle
I get tipsy but like Nipsy, not enough to stop the hustle
Do they miss me or dismiss me, out of luck, I solved the puzzle, so I'm...
Drinking red vodka
Django, I'm unchained now
Brain so untrained now
Man, I swear you must be proud
When drinking red vodka