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Lyrify.me

Woah by Farouq Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2019

[Hook x2]
Woah woah
All of the feeling
Where did they
Go go
I’m numb and it’s best if I’m keepin it
So low
Nobody mess with me
Please don’t keep testing me livin to rest in piece Don’t want no enemies
Young and I’m hella clean

[Verse 1]
Ever met a nigga wit a nice smile
He got brains drippin wit the lifestyle
Said one lane took it to the time trials
Nobody on my radar
Somebody ring the alarm
They call me woke so I’m slept on
I go through they heads like Teflon
You argue with me you dead wrong
Cus I snap on the track like thanos
Capped half of the class need candles
People lie through they teeth like they hollowed a tooth
Guess you are what you eat but can’t swallow the truth
Yet They follow a tweet
The apostles of youth
And I’m over they head like apostrophes do
Yet I need every view it’s a catch-22
[Hook x2]
Woah woah
All of the feeling
Where did they
Go go
I’m numb and it’s best if I’m keepin it
So low
Nobody mess with me
Please don’t keep testing me livin to rest in piece Don’t want no enemies
Young and I’m hella clean

[Verse 2]
Head down just to view my silhouette
Steady eye can't lose my biggest threat
What the glass reflects is my competition
Just me myself and my composition
I’m confident this is my proposition it will be no one else in the top position I am not a miss pick
I am not a bust not callin quits
Till I am the one
Yes I am the one
Ideas so bright I be blinding the sun
I think it’s my time like I’m biting the dust
No mind to the tongue only silence i trust
So shut the fuck up
Try closin your mouth it is open to much
There’s shit comin out of your voice have some gum
I’m numb to the sound of that noise in my drums
And I’m over the clones
I’d rather be sober alone
I’d rather be broke and unknown
Than postered in somebody’s home
I think I’m approaching the throne
The thing about goats is they all end up slaughtered
So bring me their throats ima offer up martyrs
That goes to the Kendricks the Coles and the Carters
I’m pavin the lane for departure