Quite Nyce - Jobless lyrics

[Intro] Turn it up Turn it up, uh Turn it up Turn it up Turn it up, uh Turn my sh** up [Verse] The diabolical that chronicle every move I'm out here like I got everything to prove Buster Douglas fighting, nothing to lose In between needles and grooves, I write songs in twos [?], settle between relaxed and smooth Me sweating, just a tenth of my max of what I do Better known blacker than life track A cruel true meaning of a comeback Although I came from losing semen, I did that Success at the highest level, as my pen bleeds to wax Soul embellishes through betterment Right now I'm better than any vibe, freshman lettering [?] tell her friend can't download this type of cool, I'm some type of fool 'Cause if you been through what I been through, you woulda been through Brother I continued There ain't nothing but being stagnated Only man in this world misunderstood and hated at the same time Selfless intentions get twisted in a sink full of dishes Start cleaning the dirty kitchen in a home I don't even own Sticky situation, this is mental masturbation Grey-matter flaccid tragic, eyes-closed driver not crashing Thrashing on a loony with five on him Looking at me, ready to get like Survive in this belly of a beast at a telly, with a freak [?] on my beat And they way I go I got her ripping through sheets, in the crazy positions She says I'm what she's been missing, the rest got her burning when she pissing Ouch Out of my zone now, [?] for you get it If you didn't go back with a better intention We bonding, listen