Find Me, Pt. III

Find me back on my bullshit Find Me Hiding behind words again Isolated in the lab until the birds sing It ain't like my Halley Berry about to burst in So There ain't no cat in lap of the Hermit King Getting stroked Find me all up in the questions eating oats Like How many times you say goodbye before it means hello? And why them signs come around when I need them the most All these questions I need a feature from Mos Find me Getting roasted by my guy for over thinking Then going home to think over how he meant it Find me in a moment only focused on the next On that doe That verse That love Hope Grub Sex Like Find me On my bullshit You say hope is for the foolish Find me Back on my bullshit They say hope is for the foolish I say New hope, who dis? Find me tryna choose when Both pills hard to swallow Whether blue or red My dude said if he decides to find the exit He would see to it his room tidy when he left it You don't get to leave man Aint you heard I'mma get us good seats So when the circus tent burns We gon see who's face melts first Find me On a date trying not to roll my eyes While tryna read the teleprompter of the mind Tryna find a queen before the chess board ends They will probably find me going out like Lee Morgan Before I jet find me watching my six My whole village ready for that M Knight Shyamalan twist It ain't over till it's over till our pockets all thick I be on my Trent On that quick corner kick Find me On my bullshit You say hope is for the foolish Find me Back on my bullshit They say hope is for the foolish I say New hope, who dis? Whos dis?