Last night in Tehran
Last night in Tehran
Last night in Tehran
Last night in Tehran
Last night in Tehran
Vibrations are the true lyrics of sound
We hear vibrations before he hear the noise
Noise is always different to sound
I'm vexed
I'm hurt
There is no noise left in me
Vibrate
Theres no noise
I've been hearing your voice left in me
Your voice, a Vibration
You're simply just a void
You tell me I need to hear your voice, let me leave
Baby
Just listen to mine, can I leave
Ima poet writing sonnets in the moment with my tonsils
These sonic spin my head got me spinning in a rondo
These words up in the air when I preach it reaching gospels
I let it out I make noise
I let it out with my voice
Still call me young poet
Pretty boy to your bitch
Huncho to my clique
Butterfly to myself
Shaded I'm unknown
Don't play with no toys
But I'm my mamas lil boy
(yeah)
Vibrate got my head vibrating
Migraines movements migrating
Reminisce I miss my baby
Vibrate, vibrate
Vibrate got my head vibrating
Migraines movements migrating
Reminisce I miss my baby
Vibrate, vibrate
Vibrations
Eyes dilated
I make noise till the day that I make it
Silent
Muted
I hate it
I reminisce bout my baby
Got my chains and my rings on new season I'm back
Made my own lane my own king couple shows with no tax
They say drop something you falling I told em relax
This my year and I got this shit all mapped out
Vibrate got my head vibrating
Migraines movements migrating
Reminisce I miss my baby
Vibrate, vibrate
Vibrate got my head vibrating
Migraines movements migrating
Reminisce I miss my baby
Vibrate, vibrate