Mick Jenkins - A Layover lyrics

[Verse] Yeah Find a plug we in town for the night 5 am flight, despite We make them bring an ounce Hotel trying to kick us out 'Cuz the flower tend to bring the noise Silver spoon, I don't need no clout I just let that n***a hit the joint Took my last drag, you can have it back {cough} Hop in the Uber, I'm in customs in 30 They held me back, I had a water in my bag, its just a habit, brah Won't you let me through this motherf**a 5 flights this week, I do this motherf**a First cla**, got 'em looking like, "Who this motherf**a?" I lightly say drummer before rapper I like to say writer before both They won't give me my respect Its more smoke they request It must be Covertly concealed and stuffed deep Pack in my napshack, she think I"m musty Told my girl, she think I'm lucky I'm overseas in alternative traps While these n***as quote alternative facts I rarely watch the news Still watching n***as like a f**ing hawk They judging my steps they don't know my walk Hopscotch ain't the only chalk we seen on South Side pavements Outline resemble Keith Haring's imagination I'm off of Cottage Grove and we just landed out in Charles de Gaulle The driver hit me with the "enchante" I think he know we eating good like them small a** plates If it sound like hate, don't bring it my way We 7 hours ahead, n***a all y'all late How you have the mask on n***a all y'all fake The driver hit me with the "enchante" I think he know we eating good like them small a** plates If it sound like hate, don't bring it my way We 7 hours ahead, n***a all y'all late We 7 hours ahead, n***a all y'all late