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instincts - cal scruby lyrics

[verse 1]
i feel my mind speeding like a car chase, i love it when my heart race
i just did a pile feel like i’m literally scarface
no easy buckets had to learn this sh-t the hard way
and now we on the hardwood, the parquet
but i remember dark days
parking the honda on central parkway
part ways, some people gon’ dessert you like a parfait
someone in your circle keep it semi like an arch wave
i’m silly flipping quarters out the house like it’s an arcade
you horrible at forming them stories that’s why i’m telling it
the moral is to always keep an eye on those irrelevant
getting dumb rich is not making you look intelligent
no prescription lenses just expensive for the h-ll of it
two three or four eyes
you could never go where i go you would need a tour guide
this drive is not a joy ride
i do what i want over here, you just stay on your side
ooh that make you salty why you sodium chloride, huh

[chorus]
i used to wonder what they got against me
i could play the villain, know it fits me
i don’t trust n-body but my brothers and my instincts
just my brothers and my instincts
back when i was broke i had to fix things
when i make the play i’m making history
i’m the reason why they switch teams and all they talk about is 6 rings

[verse 2]
i turn the tables like lebron after losing to roger bacon
i’m plotting my domination, hopping out of a sp-ceship
talent and confidence, can you balance that combination?
that sh-t i never learned from turning them college papers
that diploma on the wall, don’t mean you know it all
i don’t know why you show it off, mine is in my garage
my saliva on her v-g-n-, i’m drooling i’m a dog
on survivor i would vote you off, you and logan paul yeah
got some good sh-t that’s why i hate bad news
hear that sh-t it make me sick feel like i ate fast food
got my music ready whenever i make that mood, yeah
now all i need is some face tattoos, yeah
1 bed and 2 b-tches
red ferrari 458 that’s three 6’s like my team, memphis
i got seats inches from the floor these ain’t cheap tickets
couldn’t get em if you had a genie give you 3 wishes
so why you rock the boat if you get sea sickness?
and why you keep fishin, why you sneak dissin?
this is 6 pieces out the bucket honey, 3 biscuits
giving you this soul food, feeding you these deep dishes

- cal scruby lyrics

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