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I only talk in muffles
 I only hear the scuffles
 I keep it all in Duffles
 I stay with all the ruffles
 I, I, I, I
 I only talk in muffles
 I only hear the scuffles
 I keep it all in Duffles
 I stay with all the ruffles
 I, I, I, I
 I keep you challenged
 Keep this balance
 Reek some havoc
 Speak some damage
 Teach what's fathomed
 Leach some phantoms, wait
 Leak some random ransoms
 Marilyn Manson oh so handsome
 Peak with tans and squeak some mantra
 Needs some fans and bleed some fanta
 Read from lantern keep things standard
 All this planned and cheap some man's are
 Worth a tampon, free some hands on
 Tweak some glands on, tweet some brands on
 Freedom's lands gone, need some dampened
 Pleas are saddened, been ran rampant
 Free some camps and see what happened
 Pree the lamping
 I'm so egotistical it's mythical and it's not a fucking phase
 I'm so hot I melt sand on the beach; house a mirror maze
 I'm a prodigy it bothers me, just look at all the grades
 The grass is always cleaner, greener look at all the blades
 It's embedded, threaded in me like you see through the braids
 In all black with the sunglasses so all I see is shade and I rock the vignette until the light begins to fade
 My art a fine wine it gets better with age
 I only talk in muffles
 I only hear the scuffles
 I keep it all in Duffles
 I stay with all the ruffles
 I, I, I, I
 I only talk in muffles
 I only hear the scuffles
 I keep it all in Duffles
 I stay with all the ruffles
 I, I, I, I
 Looking to the sky
 Looking for what's mine, yeah, yeah
 Looking to the sky
 Looking for what's mine, yeah, yeah
 Looking for my cloud
 Tryna grab my crown
 Waiting for the sound
 They can't take what's ours
 Vocals over socials
 Focal over phone call
 Know you more than local
 I hoped to yeah
 I hoped to
 I wrote through notes to understand the cloakroom
 Itching let it poke you
 I can count the total eye contact, no I don't lack
 My sight's all fact, my fore's intact
 Sitting in the dark, what I hear is a party
 Coldness inside, you looking all hearty
 Some emoticons
 I don't gloat too long
 Don't approach you on
 Don't approach you from
 A place like I needed compliments
 Main act solo no condiments
 On my own still confidant
 No confidante
 No consulate
 I'm opulent
 A monument
 No liberties, little squeeze, little tease, no
 Rigidly fixing the inner me though
 No switching teeth, switching team, fidgety, no
 Crystal clean, whistle neat, I'm digitally dope
 I'm giving me hope in these writtens
 In a schism in a rhythm gentle lyricism
 No one knows where sin'll get him, yeah

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Duration
03:15
Key
7
Tempo
80 BPM

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