You couldn't give me a call
I had to get me a job
You were the sum of it all
I was a kid in a shop
I was a bit of a flop
I was a bit of a cop
Always complaining but never explaining
Why I had to get to the top
I was a bit of a bum
You were a bit of a queen
And I had to struggle I got into trouble
For never fulfilling my dreams
You were as quiet as sand
I was a storm in the sky
Hawking a luke
Stuck in a booth
Stuck in a coup
Stephen Hawking with the loop hole
I should be studying too
I'm missing the buddies at school
Feeling like a f*cking tool
I just got up out the booth
I just got up for the truth
Boy tossing adderall out out the pedestal
I could really get the boost f*ck it
I ain't really gon do it
I rap while the people keep booing
Y'all peaking I'm sleuthing
I be peeking out the movies
I be seeking out the goonies
I be screaming
F*ck noobies
I was a boy in the coop
Playing with toys in the room
Plotting a ploy in the loop
I could've poisoned a troop
I would've told em to never get over me
Watch as I'm Coining a move
I put the foil in the booth
Leave it to spoil in the coup
Biting everybody, body
Just to prove I still got it
In a mood, I'm still wilding
Fireproof y'all mild shit
Time and time again
I be going in
Go and tell a friend
Said, time and time again
I be going in
Go and tell a friend
Everybody always getting mad at everything
Weather bring sadness
Grab yo wedding rings
Und pull up in a castle
Acting like a king
At you tennis court
Wanna hit a grand slam
You want more
Hosting a main event
You want sports
Eventually everybody getting bored
Eventually everybody want stores
Eventually everybody going out their way to buy things they can not afford
It is a feeling i cannot afford
It is a feeling I cannot avoid
Approaching the void, I'm making noise
Voicing the boys that never got employed
I'm hoisting the poison that I should destroy
Paranoid when I'm making my points
Bear in mind I've blowing my joints
Writing papers while I'm looking for coins
Get toyed, just to flow like a boy
I'm annoyed by things you enjoy
Bumping that sesh
Frank the Songman - Lost in Terabytes Lyrics
Frank the Songman - Lost in Terabytes Lyrics
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You couldn't give me a call
I had to get me a job
You were the sum of it all
I was a kid in a shop
I was a bit of a flop
I was a bit of a cop
Always complaining but never explaining
Why I had to get to the top
I was a bit of a bum
You were a bit of a queen
And I had to struggle I got into trouble
For never fulfilling my dreams
You were as quiet as sand
I was a storm in the sky
Hawking a luke
Stuck in a booth
Stuck in a coup
Stephen Hawking with the loop hole
I should be studying too
I'm missing the buddies at school
Feeling like a f*cking tool
I just got up out the booth
I just got up for the truth
Boy tossing adderall out out the pedestal
I could really get the boost f*ck it
I ain't really gon do it
I rap while the people keep booing
Y'all peaking I'm sleuthing
I be peeking out the movies
I be seeking out the goonies
I be screaming
F*ck noobies
I was a boy in the coop
Playing with toys in the room
Plotting a ploy in the loop
I could've poisoned a troop
I would've told em to never get over me
Watch as I'm Coining a move
I put the foil in the booth
Leave it to spoil in the coup
Biting everybody, body
Just to prove I still got it
In a mood, I'm still wilding
Fireproof y'all mild shit
Time and time again
I be going in
Go and tell a friend
Said, time and time again
I be going in
Go and tell a friend
Everybody always getting mad at everything
Weather bring sadness
Grab yo wedding rings
Und pull up in a castle
Acting like a king
At you tennis court
Wanna hit a grand slam
You want more
Hosting a main event
You want sports
Eventually everybody getting bored
Eventually everybody want stores
Eventually everybody going out their way to buy things they can not afford
It is a feeling i cannot afford
It is a feeling I cannot avoid
Approaching the void, I'm making noise
Voicing the boys that never got employed
I'm hoisting the poison that I should destroy
Paranoid when I'm making my points
Bear in mind I've blowing my joints
Writing papers while I'm looking for coins
Get toyed, just to flow like a boy
I'm annoyed by things you enjoy
Bumping that sesh
I had to get me a job
You were the sum of it all
I was a kid in a shop
I was a bit of a flop
I was a bit of a cop
Always complaining but never explaining
Why I had to get to the top
I was a bit of a bum
You were a bit of a queen
And I had to struggle I got into trouble
For never fulfilling my dreams
You were as quiet as sand
I was a storm in the sky
Hawking a luke
Stuck in a booth
Stuck in a coup
Stephen Hawking with the loop hole
I should be studying too
I'm missing the buddies at school
Feeling like a f*cking tool
I just got up out the booth
I just got up for the truth
Boy tossing adderall out out the pedestal
I could really get the boost f*ck it
I ain't really gon do it
I rap while the people keep booing
Y'all peaking I'm sleuthing
I be peeking out the movies
I be seeking out the goonies
I be screaming
F*ck noobies
I was a boy in the coop
Playing with toys in the room
Plotting a ploy in the loop
I could've poisoned a troop
I would've told em to never get over me
Watch as I'm Coining a move
I put the foil in the booth
Leave it to spoil in the coup
Biting everybody, body
Just to prove I still got it
In a mood, I'm still wilding
Fireproof y'all mild shit
Time and time again
I be going in
Go and tell a friend
Said, time and time again
I be going in
Go and tell a friend
Everybody always getting mad at everything
Weather bring sadness
Grab yo wedding rings
Und pull up in a castle
Acting like a king
At you tennis court
Wanna hit a grand slam
You want more
Hosting a main event
You want sports
Eventually everybody getting bored
Eventually everybody want stores
Eventually everybody going out their way to buy things they can not afford
It is a feeling i cannot afford
It is a feeling I cannot avoid
Approaching the void, I'm making noise
Voicing the boys that never got employed
I'm hoisting the poison that I should destroy
Paranoid when I'm making my points
Bear in mind I've blowing my joints
Writing papers while I'm looking for coins
Get toyed, just to flow like a boy
I'm annoyed by things you enjoy
Bumping that sesh
Writer: Francisco Cortes
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid