Testo It's Complicated - A-Q
Testo della canzone It's Complicated (A-Q), tratta dall'album God's Engineering
(Oh) mm
(I can't take it) mm-mm
(Oh no, no) when you hear that-, ayy
Pull up to the place, dress code is anything goes
'Cause when you got money, you don't have to worry about clothes
Chilling with my bros, and they know it's money on code
It's like cocaine, everything happens under my nose
It's complicated, we compensated, relationship status, it's complicated
See that watch, it's complicated, it's looking like God himself made it
(It's complicated)
It's complicated, often faded
Not drug-related, bad chick looking intoxicated
(It's complicated)
Incorporated their companies, consolidated as one for me
What you want from me?
If it's confrontation, then come for me, this is intellectual property
And that's intellectual robbery, tryna strip me off my royalties
Flooded with deadlines, enemies that want to put me to sleep
But it's not my bedtime
Paranoia, shooting everything in sight like
Iran with an Ukrainian airline, I don't see red signs
(It's complicated)
It's complicated, words that fall from my mouth
Got a king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
Got a couple books that I keep, and I read in the house (it's complicated)
My boys be like, "What you reading about?"
My IQ is like my ceilings is out, why argue? I just leave you in doubt
(It's complicated)
It's an odd future, often jaded, so I fornicated
But I'm consecrated, that's Hallelujah
Complicated 'cause my girl's a shooter (it's complicated)
But I am who I choose to be
Never used my school degree, four years of no use to me (it's complicated)
I took business class on an airplane
Graduated on first class, certificate on my passport
B.Sc. in hustle-nomics, I told the pilot no crash course
No airpods, we on speakerphone
Two smartphones with broken screens (it's complicated)
And I hate phone calls, I hope they don't ring (it's complicated)
Don't talk to me, we are not bros homeboy, we are not related (it's complicated)
Got a hold on the rap game, everything you do, I orchestrated
My medication, it's meditations, feels like a doctor gave it (it's complicated)
Don't talk to me, don't tell me I ain't help you grow
You was on drugs when everything in your life froze
Moving like a bitch, gossiping right in front of my bros
It's funny how I took the game right under your nose
What's new with the news and paper
I work for the fruit of my labour, y'all some new commentators talking that shit like
Dudes underrate us, who's on my radar?
Don't talk to me, I'm not with the Marlian behaviour (it's complicated)
Y'all got some wrong motivators
Olumba, nice one on the beat bro
I swear it's really funny, I can't hold your hand man
You got to do it for yourself
All my peeps in 'Lere, I see you
Once you get it, I got you
But you got to get it first, my bro
It's complicated
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Writer(s): Kevin Skaff, Neil Westfall, Jeremy Mckinnon, Alex Shelnutt, Josh Woodard
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