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Wavelength
Curtis Foster
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You and I do not vibe
On the same wavelength
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You and I do not vibe
On the same wavelength
I don't put limits on what I can do
I'm sick with the spit, like Covid, mixed with flu
But you all in my bidness, you always assume
What I do with my time, when and why, and with whom?
I butcher my bars, Billie with Hughie
But, like Eddie Brock, venom consume me
When I get fed up with internet pussies
Like a new whip, I start when they push me
Y'all can't sync up to my energy
Mentally, y'all just don't ever seem threatening
If idle hands are the tools of the devil
The wall of yo' shed is on a whole 'nother level, see, woo
You are not my lover, Billie Jean
So get outta my yard, stop grilling me
Get outta yo' feelings
Yeet that shit
A few hundred feet from me, like a millipede
My name is Curtis Foster
If you bringing hate my way
Then I'ma toss it, right to the garbage
Spiteful to start
Bite with a bark
Don't got time for the nonsense
Fight like a dog
Tight with the jaw
But no Mike Vick, in my space
Writin' 'em off
With a strike of the paw
'Cause I'm sick of all the
Kind, that'll type online, with the ha-ha!
Get off'a my dick, jeez
Curt, be nice to 'em
Uh, ok, 'scuse me, get off'a my dick, please
Y'all got me fucked up, like whiskey
Now, you the subject of six teens
Better go back and study yo' history
Karma's a bitch, and she's workin' wit' me
Only toxic that I need, is Britney, woo
I been goin' insane, waitin' for suh'en to change
Curbin' all that nonsense, when it cut into my lane
With that lame shit, I don't got the patience
You and I do not vibe, on the same wavelength
I don't sound like e'erybody else
Nah, they don't like that
Keyboard warriors, in they feelings
I don't type back
To lame shit
I don't got the patience, 'cause
You and I do not vibe, on the same wavelength
I been on a wave, I'm movin' to the baseline
Anybody hate, I move 'em to the wayside
Feelin' like it's game time, two girls at the same time
Dawg, I'm a canine, hello, Michael Bay, like
My shit just explodes, I ain't one to gloat
I just let the fans do it for me
Nobody on the same novel or page
All the comment threads got an orange flame, woo
Never got love, from the mainstream
I don't give a fuck, I don't need y'all
We ain't ever played, on the same team
You can never keep up, with the same dream
I'm not writing songs, when I'm painting
Shit too cold, got a brain freeze
Everybody try'na do the same thing
But I built it up big, it's amazing
Dah, homie, think you know me, that ain't true at all
Ain't no record label, I just do it all
When you know everybody's wanting you to fall
It's more important to remember
At least they know who you are
I just operate different
Move back, I'm keeping my distance
Took the page of rules, and I ripped it
My future life, I just risked it
Stay lifted, high above you
Skin too thick, y'all cannot cut through
If you wanna hate, you can try
But I can't waste time on replies
Just know, it's fuck you
I been goin' insane, waitin' for suh'en to change
Curbin' all that nonsense, when it cut into my lane
With that lame shit, I don't got the patience
You and I do not vibe, on the same wavelength
I don't sound like e'erybody else
Nah, they don't like that
Keyboard warriors, in they feelings
I don't type back
To lame shit
I don't got the patience, 'cause
You and I do not vibe, on the same wavelength
I'm from the Chi, tea with cinnamon
I'm going for the most, you keep it minimum
What'd you say, is you speakin' Simlish?
Rub me wrong, like geeks with a clitoris
Cut out the middleman, doin' it independently
Steadily keepin' record of progression, like a pedigree
Kinda like a wallet, whenever somebody threaten me
When it's outta pocket, I gotta handle it physically
You could be guilty, by association
Green with envy, like cultivation
Diggin' up dirt, hoes is hating
There's no debatin' that the flow's amazing
You get no answer, like cold cases
You don't see the picture, no framin'
I'm fed up with waitin'
I'm destined for greatness
I'ma blow minds, no Cobainin'!
Heard I'ma buzz, like you got Tinnitus
Drop the whining, like you not imbibing
When I jot a rhyme, it's like I block your sinus
I take away your breath, then I pop a Heimlich
On the 'Gram, lotta spam in the comments, man
I got a plan, I been on the track, like Holla Back
I don't need yo two cents, much less a dollar, man
I'ma leave my mark on the planet like Omni Man, ooh!
I'm not about tea, no party in Boston
Fuck a dream, treat it like poker, all in
Nothin' you could say to take me off of my progress
Honest, never thought for a second, it'd be all bliss
If you wanna add more fuel to the fire, c'mon then
Pour it all on that, what I got rare, you common
Finger in the air, for you and yo comments
I been goin' insane, waitin' for suh'en to change
Curbin' all that nonsense, when it cut into my lane
With that lame shit, I don't got the patience
You and I do not vibe, on the same wavelength
I don't sound like e'erybody else
Nah, they don't like that
Keyboard warriors, in they feelings
I don't type back
To lame shit
I don't got the patience, 'cause
You and I do not vibe, on the same wavelength, wavelength
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