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LYRICFLUENTUnusual Lyrics by Quadeca Quadeca
Below, you will find the lyrics for Unusual by Quadeca.
Ain't nothin' usual 'bout me
Said, ain't nothin' usual
I live in the studio
I'm clockin' in, like I work in a cubicle
The kid is unusual
My bitch is unusual, yeah
Ain't nothin' usual 'bout me
Said, ain't nothin' usual
Ain't nothin' usual 'bout me
I put that on whoever doubt me
I'm goin' manic, she callin' me Fousey
But nothin' delusional 'bout me
Sometimes, I talk 'bout my music
They tell me that I
Need to cool it around me
But look at my numbers
Then look at your numbers like
Why you refusin' to count me?
I'm like, one, two, three, four, five
She never wanted to pick up on my line
I was too awkward, I acted like Einstein
Tryna put together the pieces in my mind
too many hours on internet
Fakin' my intellect
In my bed, makin' a universe with my time
i'm livin' life auto-pilot
'Cause I'm so fly, and I'm not even tryin'
Ain't nothin' changed but the cosmetics
Defense mechanism make 'em all jealous
If they ain't gonna listen to me
Guess they gonna listen to the Margielas
i hope that when they listen
Make it all better
But that's a big ask, in some tall letters
When I'm needin' them most
I know they gon' either go ghost
And then switch up on they colors
Like the fall weather
Okay, back back back back back
See me in the back of the class when I rap
you be on the Snapchat-chat
No filter, like the water on the tap tap tap
i've been movin' way too fast
I'm just tryna make it last, yeah
Tryna get my aimin' back
Sorry that you came in last, yeah
Ain't nothin' usual 'bout me
Said, ain't nothin' usual
But can you blame me?
I'm crazy, God already scheduled
My funeral
the kid is unusual
My bitch is unusual, yeah
Ain't nothin' usual 'bout me
Said, ain't nothin' usual
Ain't nothin' usual 'bout me
Clear is the vision, expensive the mission
I am not Kim, but I did the impossible
Drop me the addy, that's where I'mma hit
I got the sticks, I'm sendin' the blizzards
Just-just like a blender
Leave your ass mixed
Ain't nothin' usual, designer my fit
I keep a 40 Glock, Kung-Fu kick
B lou a diamond, was formed under pressure
Feel like olympic, I'm winning a medal
Want me to fall, but a nigga won't let up
Everythin' usual, hunnids my paper
I got the check, 'cause you gotta pay me
Run up the digit's, add up the money
Bitches wanna love me, kick it like rugby
I got the hunnids, count 'em in public
Yeah, I stay true to myself
Sayin' 'We gucci'
Better stay true to your belt
Fuck all that shit, never knew how I felt
Plaques all in gold, I got two on my shelf
yeah, I'm seventeen
How you forty-five tryna fuck
In my mentions?
Bank got so many commas
Shit's looking like a run-on sentence, yeah
ayy
That's some unusual shit
I mix designer with 2010 New Balance
That's an unusual fit
Car got 'QUADECA' all-caps on the plates
Said that's an unusual whip
Ain't nothin' usual 'bout me
I'm an unusual kid
Ain't nothin' usual 'bout me
Said, ain't nothin' usual
i live in a studio
I'm clockin' in like I work in a cubicle
The kid is unusual
My bitch is unusual, yeah
Ain't nothin' usual 'bout me
Said, ain't nothin' usual, yeah
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