THIS IS NOT THE RECORD (RMX) ft. Zay Mason Lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Hmmm

Ooo, Oooo, Ooooo

Men used to go to war

(We used to do some really stupid shit man)

Now we busy making your coffee

Vulnerable and all

(It's a part of the process though)

(Fuck the process)

We no longer bottle our problems

My friends like what you do to me

And that's good news, it takes two, yeah

Why you trying to make this thing complicated?

It's not (it's not) at all (at all)

So I had to write you this song

It's just an interlude

My camera's on like fourteen percent

I'm documenting the process (Yo Quin)

We living large with the spontaneity (Yo I'm not working late today)

You know what I'm saying? (Fam)

It's time to reminisce and dig back (Listen, go to the crib)

One time! (Zays in the crib, get there when I get there)

(Put something on the stove, cook up the studio, lets go!)

My nigga Randy once told me

How you loyal to a bitch you ain't even with?

I fell in love, I'm emotional

(Fuck that bitch!)

Eh, well supposedly

Nothing more noble than those days

Arizona Iced Tea baby, had the low fade

Zay had the Four Lokos

And the cigarette smoke

Hold up, I still got the cigarette smoke

We used to go to war, now we look at war like it's useless

What the fuck we used to do this for?

Man we was stupid

We ain't know shit about taking care of shit

Now the only thing we know is we the shit, ya heard me?

Came from the bottom of the bottom of the pits

To be coming to ya bottom and the body of this shit

Now how do you reply when I tell you who I'm influenced by?

We bloom from a place where you can die

That's why we highly doubt if you survive

We taught each other how to utilize our own strengths

And how to view society and

How to use anxiety as power and how to do it quietly (shh)

Now I'm sipping on my Sauvignon Blanc

Benoit, Benja

Concussed, I'm head job, meanwhile

X was taking on No Days Off

I was sanctified, by what cost?

We were breaking up, okay cool

But I can't call it and I can't afford it

Was finna get gone by the dawn light come

Now it's uptown niggas

Getting money what you heard, yeah

Fuck what you heard

Got guap to fund the vacation

I'm on the plane out to PR

The ER going to know exactly who we are now

The way we leave the sheets a mess

Young Aaliyah, I see ya at your best

Let's link up, I see ya at the Mecca (yeah)

The pot ain't the only thing I stir

The cellular ain't the only thing that go chirp

(Why you trying to make this thing complicated? it's not)

Nothing bout this here feel like work (It's not, at all)

I could care less who loved you first (At all)

(So, I had to write you this song)

You're the one for me babe