Sybyr – Ain't Goin' For It lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
Sheesh (Well I- ming)
Yeah, yeah
Landfill
Anti

[Chorus]
Niggas rubbin' hands through the screen, I ain't goin' for it
Keep your lil' circles over there, I ain't showin' for 'em
You and nigga move too swift, yeah, I'm fast with it
Think we in the back, yeah, hop up out the window with it

[Post-Chorus]
Five time, thirty time, not again, goddamn (Sheesh)
Not even a fuckin' peek could let me even quite down

[Verse]
Coolin' with my fuckin' clique, comet shit be flashin' fast
I can't feel no type of way, I can't disrupt the paper chase
Can't keep it a hundred, they just know that I'm a mental case
Armor on my chest, dumb fragile, like a cheap vase
Smiles on my face while there's fire in my damn chest
Pain can make me better, keep one eye open like cameras
Yes, I'm in a rush, I got my pace to the way you can't keep up
All up in some circle with a smirk, like you scourge or somethin'
Lightin' hella smoke, swear to God this shit be roarin' out
Ice be fuckin' pourin' down, that blade just help the shackles out
Currency come in, that's cool, triplin' that to see what it do
The shit finna burst, I'm not playin' foolish (Sheesh)
Uh, got me thinkin' very clueless (Sheesh)
Off some Catch-22 shit (Sheesh)
I ain't goin' mental for you bitches
Pipe down, here, top my dick
I ain't speakin', go and hammer that shit
Keep it waitin', it ain't stoppin' on nothin'
Scavenger circlin', I don't know that
Watch how I'm movin' just settin' the traps
I'm not gonna stab but fuck bein' cordial
Have a nigga max out in the portals
Steppin' stones for these rocks
I know the seven souls, not an option, I closed 'em
Keep all that funny shit, I'm not endorsin'

[Chorus]
Niggas rubbin' hands through the screen, I ain't goin' for it
Keep your lil' circles over there, I ain't showin' for 'em
You and nigga move too swift, yeah, I'm fast with it
Think we in the back, yeah, hop up out the window with it
Niggas rubbin' hands through the screen, I ain't goin' for it
Keep your lil' circles over there, I ain't showin' for 'em
You and nigga move too swift, yeah, I'm fast with it
Think we in the back, yeah, hop up out the window with it

[Post-Chorus]
Five time, thirty time, not again, goddamn
Not even a fuckin' [?] could let me even quite down
Five time, thirty time, not again, goddamn
Not even a fuckin' [?] could let me even quite down