Returns - NF

Lyrics by：Nate Feuerstein/Tommee Profitt/Cole Walowac

Composed by：Nate Feuerstein/Tommee Profitt/Cole Walowac

What is perfect

Not me

I've been overworkin' for weeks

I go home then purchase some things

That I know will not fill my needs

Have a dose of what I've achieved

Then get lonesome and I critique

Who I am and what I believe

Make up standards too high to reach

Untrained animal off the leash

I'm in panic but yet relieved

Brought your hammock to hang with me

Grab a hatchet cut down your tree

Like a mannequin I can't speak

What I have in store is unique

I just mop the floors with MCs

I can't stop until things are clean

I'm an amateur's what you think

So you stand there in disbelief

'Til I dislocate both your feet

That's what happens you step to me

Not too graphic but not PG

Lots of action in every scene

I'm kidnapping all of your dreams

Hold 'em hostage and watch 'em scream

Ahh

Grab a side I am what I advertise

Don't matter how you put it we live then we have to die

You might hate it but you can't deny

See everything that I've been doing got me lookin' like a mastermind

It's so vain but I vandalize that I do what you fantasizin'

Took a vision of my dreams

And then found a better way that I can make it

I've been looking think I'm really 'bout to maximize it

Agh

There's bullets formed in my mind ain't come out my mouth and

Pow pow pow

For anyone out there doubting or acting mouthy

Watch watch watch

Forget what you heard about me I've been astounding

Gaw gaw gaw

Something for you thinking you might run circles 'round me

Yeah ain't this all I ever wanted

That's a fact no that's a lie no

I'm confused yeah I got problems

What's the use yeah let's be honest

Screws are loose I need 'em tightened

Not amused yeah look what I did

Brought you something hope you like it

So precise the flow the nicest

So productive stop your whining

Back in style like I was vinyl

I make songs and they go viral

Something's off if I go idle

Been so long yeah okay I know

Take your shoes off you're in my home

You got fans but not like I do yeah I do I do

Thankful I try to be can't contain what's inside of me

They don't like this side of me 'cause I lack in compliancy

I question what I can see if you're not playing my CD

No expiring I'll decide when I think it's my time to leave

Woo

Yeah 'cause they won't retire me it inspires me to be inspiring

When I'm low I feel like I'm spiraling

Pushin' forward look I can't ignore it

There ain't no I in team but drop the T and A

Sometimes if I'm bein' honest feels like it's only me

No defeat notably better have it right if you're quoting me

Write my name on your hit list it might be the last time you wrote something

Rip that cocky smile right off your face for thinking you're close to me

Grab a can of gasoline light it all over your self-esteem

Selfishly watching y'all helplessly pretend you're on my planet

Shoot you out of the sky like you're punchlines you are not landin'

Gun jammin' reach in your mouth and rip out your tongue after tongue

Lashings I hand 'em out like pamphlets in church Pastor

Show up to my funeral wearin' all black and what's happenin'

I look around and wonder where my fans at

Oh Lord they know me so well they know I'm not in that casket

Trash bag is prolly buried somewhere full of my ashes

My music's superb playin' with words play with my nerves

They gon' have a list of issues long as my shirts

Very absurd very disturbed

Stare at the Earth like

This is not the place I was birthed

I'm generic you sure

Oh they think I'm very reserved

'Til I open up on the beat like on my Therapy work

I don't care what you heard real scary carry the verse

While I'm wearin' my merch stompin' on your arrogant turf

Sit back and observe nah I like to actually work

This life's so unpredictable it just keeps pitching me curves

I take a swing I hate the things that make me feel like I'm dirt

I've patiently been waitin' please I think it's time for my turn

My expertise are melodies they talk to me when I'm hurt

Just let me be eventually someday they'll see what I'm worth

I cross my I's and dot my T's it makes no sense but I've learned

No more to you is not to me the outcast finally returns

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