CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : SOCIAL DISTANCE (Freestyle)
Stuck at the crib
Only been here for some weeks, but it feel like a couple of years
Check in the mirror
Wish I could go to my barber, cause it's getting rough with my beard
Stuff's getting weird
Used to the hustle and bustle
Then go and discuss with my peers
Working from home, but you barely been workin
And really that's just what I feared
(Yuh!)
Here's my situation
I'm like Nia Jax with the anticipation
I'm sitting, I'm anxious, I'm patiently waiting
To prove em all wrong and get my compensation, for real
I wanna see all the looks on they faces
When I show the world all my private arrangements
I'm trying, I'm fighting to change it, but you know the deal
When it's time, it's time
Then the people get to watch the shine
Not the EST of the NXT, but I like the song, so I copped the line
Not the only rapper in the wrestle game
But I want a spot, so I hopped in line
Shoutout Ron Killings, shoutout Lio Rush
I’ve been working hard, slowly keeping up
What’s up?
Ay, don’t get it twisted, homie
I ain't never gon’ blend it in
Like where I’m at, I’mma settle in
I don’t need Ridd**k’s lil regimen
Serve God and nobody else
He taking me places I’ve never been
Trust God for the higher help
Like Bray Wyatt say -- Let Him In
I cannot go to the studio
Feeling like I’m in a movie, yo
Hair wild, and my hairstyle make me wanna change my name to Coolio
Shaggy, Scooby, this ain't groovy yo
I'm a foolio
This how it feel on a New Day
When you can't get a box of the Booty-O's
It's been a while since we had us a live crowd
Don't know how I function without em
Days getting weird and I don't know about em
Turn on the tv and I'm seeing Malcolm
How bout we start us a hashtag
And we blow it up, like too many to count em
I don't know how else to show them or wow them
Tell 'em I'm ready to give y'all a album
(Yuh!)
Only been here for some weeks, but it feel like a couple of years
Check in the mirror
Wish I could go to my barber, cause it's getting rough with my beard
Stuff's getting weird
Used to the hustle and bustle
Then go and discuss with my peers
Working from home, but you barely been workin
And really that's just what I feared
(Yuh!)
Here's my situation
I'm like Nia Jax with the anticipation
I'm sitting, I'm anxious, I'm patiently waiting
To prove em all wrong and get my compensation, for real
I wanna see all the looks on they faces
When I show the world all my private arrangements
I'm trying, I'm fighting to change it, but you know the deal
When it's time, it's time
Then the people get to watch the shine
Not the EST of the NXT, but I like the song, so I copped the line
Not the only rapper in the wrestle game
But I want a spot, so I hopped in line
Shoutout Ron Killings, shoutout Lio Rush
I’ve been working hard, slowly keeping up
What’s up?
Ay, don’t get it twisted, homie
I ain't never gon’ blend it in
Like where I’m at, I’mma settle in
I don’t need Ridd**k’s lil regimen
Serve God and nobody else
He taking me places I’ve never been
Trust God for the higher help
Like Bray Wyatt say -- Let Him In
I cannot go to the studio
Feeling like I’m in a movie, yo
Hair wild, and my hairstyle make me wanna change my name to Coolio
Shaggy, Scooby, this ain't groovy yo
I'm a foolio
This how it feel on a New Day
When you can't get a box of the Booty-O's
It's been a while since we had us a live crowd
Don't know how I function without em
Days getting weird and I don't know about em
Turn on the tv and I'm seeing Malcolm
How bout we start us a hashtag
And we blow it up, like too many to count em
I don't know how else to show them or wow them
Tell 'em I'm ready to give y'all a album
(Yuh!)
