Mahawam - Hoping No One Notice
I was feeling I was beginning to doubt my commitment to sparkle motionI was feeling all alone
She going through motions
Avoiding the telephone hoping no one notice all my days bleeding together
I guess that they don’t want to die alone
I ain’t got no country outside of my zone
I don’t associate with niggas who haven’t discovered their own
Told Sam “Put jets on the flot” (yeah)
That’s how I got off the boat
Decided to focus my chi into what I had practiced the most
And that was surviving the woe
While making it sound like a pro I mustered the strength to let go of it
Found that the road is the home
Gave into my role as the one to let these niggas know that they got it too
But
A closed mouth don’t get fed
But I’ve got something for ya if you’ve got something to say
Oh, isn’t it ironic how now that I’m on there’s not much time
But we’ve got all this wine in the refrigerator?
Say what’s on your mind and take all of the time you need to get it right
I need to hear what you would say if I weren’t like this
If I weren’t that bitch that you leave at night to sleep on the stairs
Can I?
Can I just say I don’t mean to be this way?
Just like me to misbehave when there is so much at stake
I’ll be the reason your grave reads “Never at peace, even slain”
Forever roaming the plains, loathing my free spirit
‘Cause you can’t be near it
You secretly fear it (don’t you?)
Well, if you’re feeling froggy, ribbit
It’s been trending, the upending of niggas suspending belief
When you heard ‘em say “Boy, she got it” them niggas were talking ‘bout me
Now, look here sis
This was never a competition
You can sit at the table for free
But if you try it be advised
Won’t let nan nigga stop me from eating what I wanna eat
I’m eating what I wanna eat
I’m an über super freak in the sheets
It’s not a flex, it’s so natural to me
And of course I practice, my nigga, what you think?
Oh, you don’t practice?
Yeah, well that’s why you stink
I don't need a dad at home to discipline me
I just work and work and work and work and that’s the part you don’t see
(Ay)
A closed mouth don’t get fed
A closed mouth don’t get fed
A closed mouth don’t get fed
A closed mouth don’t get fed
A closed mouth don’t get fed
But I’ve got something for ya if you’ve got something to say
Oh, isn’t it ironic how now that I’m on there’s not much time
But we’ve got all this wine in the refrigerator?
Say what’s on your mind
And take all of the time you need
Say what’s on your mind
And take all of the time you need
Say what’s on your mind
And take all of the time you need
Say what’s on your mind and
Say what’s on your mind and
Say what’s on your mind and take all of the time you need to get it right
I need to hear what you would say if I weren’t like this
If I weren’t that bitch that you leave at night to sleep on the stairs
Can I?
Can I just say I don’t mean to be this way?
Just like me to misbehave when there is so much at stake
I’ll be the reason your grave reads “Never at peace, even slain”
Forever roaming the plains, loathing my free spirit
‘Cause you can’t be near it
You secretly fear it (don’t you?)
Well, if you’re feeling froggy, ribbit
Written by:
AKIYOSHI EHARA, MALIK MAYS
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