Loose by VHS Lyrics
[Verse 1: Franklin]
'Cause I'm anosmic, cosmic
Rock it 'till I'm toxic
Keepin' my shit chronic
Never lived in projects but I'm victim of the process
Gated during recess, kept it in my pocket
I digress, I did my best
Yeah, when you're young you gotta bulletproof vest
Yeah, keep my rule to keep my pool out the cess
Yeah, my ideas Earthbound à la Ness
Yeah, it's simple-minded but I fit in with the rest
It's not my only inspiration
Finally got the wheel but I'm driving hella faded
Doing alright but it's probably just vacation
And I still fight, it's the right obligation
Change the subject, but they still incarcerated
Emulated, contemplated when to let my patience match my rations
For the niggas that act like they know what my fate is
For the niggas that hate this, would you rather narrate this?
[Verse 2: Jorge Vidrio]
Well I'd rather negate it
I'd rather complain than doing nothing at all
At least I'm aware of it, my mind is scary
Mind manners carry my mind over matter
Mind your own matters
My mind matter loose a noose is what I'm hanging by
I came here to lose and choose how I wanna die
It's not suicide it's living my own life
And dying my own death postpone for another five
Take five come back round two
Punch another guy ruined a pair of shoes
That's the third in like half a year, I made it near
But want to go back and feel like I matter here
I crashed from fear way too many times and I've wasted too many nights
Looking down at the stained carpet
Wishing I was somebody that I'm not yet
Fuck
[Verse 3: renzo]
Cheap show
What I call ya girl on her knees though
Freak show
AHS, acronym a V though
Heat flow, call it kimchi we still eat though
Mean kid on the socials, could I get a bleep though?
Been hateful, catch the kid dodgin’ all the chronic
These days, jewel’s ain’t on ya neck for coppin’, yuh
Had a bitch, ate it out
Now I'm with the stereotype
Rice boy, from the fields
Dream of mil’s overnight
Copped and copped, until my wallet up and cried
Stop it, stop it, yellin' mommy-daddy fights
Often, often, see me in another plight
Stares of disappointment 'cause i never ever got it right
'Cause I'm anosmic, cosmic
Rock it 'till I'm toxic
Keepin' my shit chronic
Never lived in projects but I'm victim of the process
Gated during recess, kept it in my pocket
I digress, I did my best
Yeah, when you're young you gotta bulletproof vest
Yeah, keep my rule to keep my pool out the cess
Yeah, my ideas Earthbound à la Ness
Yeah, it's simple-minded but I fit in with the rest
It's not my only inspiration
Finally got the wheel but I'm driving hella faded
Doing alright but it's probably just vacation
And I still fight, it's the right obligation
Change the subject, but they still incarcerated
Emulated, contemplated when to let my patience match my rations
For the niggas that act like they know what my fate is
For the niggas that hate this, would you rather narrate this?
[Verse 2: Jorge Vidrio]
Well I'd rather negate it
I'd rather complain than doing nothing at all
At least I'm aware of it, my mind is scary
Mind manners carry my mind over matter
Mind your own matters
My mind matter loose a noose is what I'm hanging by
I came here to lose and choose how I wanna die
It's not suicide it's living my own life
And dying my own death postpone for another five
Take five come back round two
Punch another guy ruined a pair of shoes
That's the third in like half a year, I made it near
But want to go back and feel like I matter here
I crashed from fear way too many times and I've wasted too many nights
Looking down at the stained carpet
Wishing I was somebody that I'm not yet
Fuck
[Verse 3: renzo]
Cheap show
What I call ya girl on her knees though
Freak show
AHS, acronym a V though
Heat flow, call it kimchi we still eat though
Mean kid on the socials, could I get a bleep though?
Been hateful, catch the kid dodgin’ all the chronic
These days, jewel’s ain’t on ya neck for coppin’, yuh
Had a bitch, ate it out
Now I'm with the stereotype
Rice boy, from the fields
Dream of mil’s overnight
Copped and copped, until my wallet up and cried
Stop it, stop it, yellin' mommy-daddy fights
Often, often, see me in another plight
Stares of disappointment 'cause i never ever got it right