Aqueduct Flow by Trust The Child Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I do not fuck with beginners luck, I just hope you’re being honest
I like to show you it unpolished, patience for dollars
Mandala all of my flows into a higher one
I’m just tryna kneel and catch a stream from the aqueduct, uh
My dreams are flooding out and I can’t mop it up ah
We talk too much about the fuckin choppin up ah
We like to meet and tell the stories about the pockets up
But my nightmares about death tend to fuck it up
I’m still standing
I'm on a roll, I'm on a roll, on a planet
I feel at home, I feel at home, on a gambit
I got the soul, I got the soul, I'm the man
I wish he’d come back to Earth, we bought the tickets, but the tragic happened
If I had an ounce of his talent I’d make it
Want the pavement to shake when I’m making an entrance
He came from the dentist with perm grills that he paid with the debt
And got the balls to make her pay for breakfast, she upset and–
(BREATH)
Fuck them boys, they don’t know bout sacrifice
The why I wake at 4AM to cook up for the afterlife
Or why we digging in the grave and psychoanalyse
Or light a spliff and get it stiff, because we traumatized
I need a pause, about a comma –
(BREATH)
My air control on autumn, I blossom like many leaves I took with me before I hit that hit rock bottom
The smell of spite and the texture of jugular on my palm
Oh he could prolly read my future way the lines press
I ain’t really hiding, I just shy best
Spend a pretty penny make her whine flesh
Little light of mine for the dime chest
Addin up my coins for the rhyme sesh
So I could bruck a sharpened pencil off and let a line rest
Oh my God, think I fuck with-fuck with all my flaws
Bloodsuckah swat the mosquitoes
I got the muhfuckin bug, sweet lord
My dreams are flooding out, I need a bigger quarry
We talk too much about the same old story
We like to tweet or getting to bleeding bout some petty shit
But this new life feeling heaven sent, lemme vent
I care for you but they just wanna see you harmless
Don’t you show em till it’s honest, patience for dollars
Mandala all of my Gods into a higher one
I’m just tryna kneel and catch a stream from the aqueduct, uh
I do not fuck with beginners luck, I just hope you’re being honest
I like to show you it unpolished, patience for dollars
Mandala all of my flows into a higher one
I’m just tryna kneel and catch a stream from the aqueduct, uh
My dreams are flooding out and I can’t mop it up ah
We talk too much about the fuckin choppin up ah
We like to meet and tell the stories about the pockets up
But my nightmares about death tend to fuck it up
I’m still standing
I'm on a roll, I'm on a roll, on a planet
I feel at home, I feel at home, on a gambit
I got the soul, I got the soul, I'm the man
I wish he’d come back to Earth, we bought the tickets, but the tragic happened
If I had an ounce of his talent I’d make it
Want the pavement to shake when I’m making an entrance
He came from the dentist with perm grills that he paid with the debt
And got the balls to make her pay for breakfast, she upset and–
(BREATH)
Fuck them boys, they don’t know bout sacrifice
The why I wake at 4AM to cook up for the afterlife
Or why we digging in the grave and psychoanalyse
Or light a spliff and get it stiff, because we traumatized
I need a pause, about a comma –
(BREATH)
My air control on autumn, I blossom like many leaves I took with me before I hit that hit rock bottom
The smell of spite and the texture of jugular on my palm
Oh he could prolly read my future way the lines press
I ain’t really hiding, I just shy best
Spend a pretty penny make her whine flesh
Little light of mine for the dime chest
Addin up my coins for the rhyme sesh
So I could bruck a sharpened pencil off and let a line rest
Oh my God, think I fuck with-fuck with all my flaws
Bloodsuckah swat the mosquitoes
I got the muhfuckin bug, sweet lord
My dreams are flooding out, I need a bigger quarry
We talk too much about the same old story
We like to tweet or getting to bleeding bout some petty shit
But this new life feeling heaven sent, lemme vent
I care for you but they just wanna see you harmless
Don’t you show em till it’s honest, patience for dollars
Mandala all of my Gods into a higher one
I’m just tryna kneel and catch a stream from the aqueduct, uh