I'm not good in a crowd, I got skills I can't speak of Things I've seen will chase me To the grave Backs to the wheel There's granite to shove They give it How does it feel

We'll put the speakers in the window and we'll go On the roof and listen to the miracles Echo to the alley down below There's a soul in the city Bring over some of you old Motown records Bring over some of your old Motown records Let's dance together

Yo, now you gon' stop me from the top? Listen Shout out Harlem, man Shout out A$AP Rocky, man AWGE in the building, man What's good? Is that potato salad? Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself So I keep a high waist and alligator the

I don't like talkin' to you niggas, y'all don't understand me Poppin' rhythm when I talk, it's like I'm speakin' Spanish I'm so different from you dudes, I am not organic Say slow down on all that thuggin', think about your family It's like fuck it, I'm

'cos it's over and what can I do It's over, it's over, all over, It's all over now And the way you looked Don't even mean I'm down. When you kick out the sea And the sun says goodbye There is nothing much to speak of. Summer came and passed away,

I (I) hear (hear) your (your) breathing I (I) feel (feel) you (you) leaving A mind full of questions A current to purify Be near when I call your name Don't speak It's leaving your body now A circuit of consciousness

Leave it alone mate She doesn't want to go home with ya, home with ya, no She doesn't want to go home with ya, home with ya She can't even run She can't even walk She slurs when she speaks But you hear what you want when she can't even talk Can't even

I'm not calling you a liar, just don't lie to me Wraps itself around my tongue as it softly speaks There but for the grace of God go I And I love you so much, I'm gonna let you I'm not calling you a thief, just don't steal from me I'm not calling you a

Too powerful And you can't offer me escape Houses move and houses speak If you take me there you'll get relief Believe, believe, believe, believe Appliances have gone berserk I cannot keep up

I know it's a shame Tell me it's okay Lately I've been thinking about the past How there is no holding back No point in wasting sorrow On things that won't be here tomorrow But you and I well, we don't need to speak It's the secret that we keep