Quasimodo

Riding solo Wishin' I had listened when she told me baby don't go Isolation turning me to someone that I don't know Pressure on my shoulders got me looking Quasimodo Promise I ain't bending over backwards for ya no more As of lately I been only moving on my dolo Pressure on my shoulders got me looking Quasimodo Ain't you learn that nothings what it seems Walking on the thinnest balance beam Let me talk to em Let me talk to em Let me talk to em Let me talk to em StarinG up at skyscrapers City never sleeps, tryna maneuver thru the vapor Loud ass screech, hear the tires on the pavement Mind on that purple and gold like I'm playing for the Lakers Ha! Yeah It's showtime, long ride Comin off a high, reach another 'fore I nose dive Turbulence ahead, but you won't be given no signs Bank accounts in red I've been livin' on my own dime So I'll flip that pretty Penny to a nickel Spent a quarter of my life tryna decipher every riddle Issa picture perfect puzzle Took a hit, I'm seeing double Yeah the storm is bringing rain, but reflections in the puddles Ever subtle, as we slide past, you know what it is Got a hundred on the dash, as we speeding down the strip This the story of the OutKast, stackin' up my chips In the lab, Like a mad scientist Let me talk to em Riding solo Wishin' I had listened when she told me baby don't go Isolation turning me to someone that I don't know Pressure on my shoulders got me looking Quasimodo Promise I ain't bending over backwards for ya no more As of lately I been only moving on my dolo Pressure on my shoulders got me looking Quasimodo Ain't you learn that nothings what it seems Walking on the thinnest balance beam Let me talk to em Let me talk to em Let me talk to em Let me talk to em Late nights on the balcony vibing Never silent, shots fired and they Followed by sirens Made it here after the circumstances that I MacGyvered out of Yeah- I'm low on funds, there's another month of the rent to pay up Promise mister bill collector Ima have it once check is cleared, I swear don't want no problems with ya I was never one for superstitions But this lockdown got me feelin like there more at play than politicians I was chasin' after every thrill that made my heartbeat pound Goin down a rabbit hole, when will I and turn around Wave of old emotions crash against me, I might drown Think I'm movin' backwards, start to feel like times run out Now I'm back to ridin' Riding solo Wishin' I had listened when she told me baby don't go Isolation turning me to someone that I don't know Pressure on my shoulders got me looking Quasimodo Promise I ain't bending over backwards for ya no more As of lately I been only moving on my dolo Pressure on my shoulders got me looking Quasimodo Ain't you learn that nothings what it seems Walking on the thinnest balance beam Let me talk to em Let me talk to em Let me talk to em Let me talk to em