Quidditch Lyrics – 10KNYX
Singer: 10KNYX
Title: Quidditch
It’s conducive that you let me in
The game been getting ruthless
I’m on cue sh#t
Aim like pool stick
And I bump sh#t on acoustics
Need the loot before I nuke this
Keep it hunnid, call me Kufis
All that pain, we done juked it
Ain’t no fluke, I’m serving true sh#t
Do my thang
I been aang with the range
Elemental moving
Gotta relish from the losing
Muster courage, dogging Eustace
Catching up to all the goofies
We improving
More than music
Lately, I’m not choosing
Fire comes to me, we higher
Y’all can keep the herbs
I been whipping my desire
Jacob flipping samples
We been ample for entire generations
We been pacing
Taking in what I admire
Feels like I’m milking my brain
Knowledge on paper, insane
This sh#t you do not contain
Homage you can not refrain
Detailed, I do not abstain
From telling all of the pain
You writing checks to the game
But I can’t see what you’ve gain
Lames
Focus and evolve in it
Kick it but it’s all business
All fixings
No commitments
All quidditch
Not hitting
The drama gone, we don’t click
I rate the show, make you quit
Ratio off, yeah, we can’t mix
NYX
Thought you were a diamond
You made me lose my control
So I don’t know my right from left
But I never lie you know
When I’m home
Gotta go
I don’t wanna do that no
No I don’t want back you anymore
I don’t even wanna stop by
To be taxing you hoes
It ain’t worth the action it costs
Like you with that action of course
I’m on a track to success
And you actors are flaws
You got no sack
But with the floss
Your life is garbage
Get lost
b#tch
Ok
Tell me I ain’t pop yet
Go log the progress
Send the top vets to spot the opp sets
Let’s go and lock bets
I’ll get it rolling independent
Every sentence selling tickets
Nothing rented
Got the ceiling dented
10k been cemented
The team been the engine
Esteem is the indent to verses
My pen lit
This cream is expensive
Need Neiman and incense
Uh
Dreaming got my demons in deep fits
You reap when the seeds split
I run with the sequence
Get humble and seek bliss
Took a while for the second verse
Couldn’t get the hearse til I broke the curse
Writer’s block been all the worst
This outta work now
They off these percs now
I’m on the perch, prowl for all the work now
Ain’t hurt now
Using my voice, I feel like Durk now
Like Baby, Imma murk now
Getting it outta me, gone for Turks
It’s been a route to me, run the turf
Think they been doubting me, but been worse
They never counted me, pawn the merch
Work
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