Energy

[Intro: Mick Jenkins]
Don-na-na-na-non-mhmh
Yeah

[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
Southside raised me yeah that shit crazy
Desensitized some shit just don't phase me
Deep in the smoke everything is hazy
Asking real questions hoping them boys don't tase me

Never was gang I just know some folk
It's all about the return like a boomerang use your lane
Never learn the language just know some quotes
N***as trying to build bridges we digging moats

Seen them talk to eagle eye with the pigeon toe
I could offer peace of mind for the misanthrope
I don't hold it over heads it's no mistletoe
I kiss and tell water free no wishing well

Watching for the wishy-washy stains they usually close by
History says n***as get tired of being co-stars
Some ride the wave make waves n***as like to watch waves
Like a coast guard I can't coach ya'll
[Chorus: Mick Jenkins]
I ain't fucking with your energy
It's by no means an exaggeration
It's not only my imagination
We ain't doing no math

I ain't fucking with your energy
Sometimes it just takes recalibration
I don't need a n***a validation
Even when it's in passing

I can feel your energy
I ain't fucking with your energy
I-ain't-fucking-with-your-energy
I ain't fucking with your energy

Not at all
Not at all

[Verse 2: Casey Veggies]
Really I'm one of one these n***as is my sons
Give a millie to my son whenever it's said and done
The saga had been begun. All that shit I'm popping
I'll probaly be never done. All this louie prada exotic up in my lung

I ain't do no talking I promise I got the fund
My young n***a don't do no talking I told him to put down the gun
But you got to stay dangerous stay ready for when it come
Got to send something back but sometimes ain't no time to run
Got to send something back just to let them know we the ones
When the money on track now it's time to go have some fun
Baby nails right here lady she out here done up
Game got her mind elevated now I got one up

Tired of n***as fucking with my energy
Either you loyal stay down or we friendenemies
I kept it real that's why the fake ones envy me
So for the fame these lil n***as they do anything

[Chorus: Mick Jenkins]
I ain't fucking with your energy
It's by no means an exaggeration
It's not only my imagination
We ain't doing no math

I ain't fucking with your energy
Sometimes it just takes recalibration
I don't need a n***a validation
Even when it's in passing

I can feel your energy
I ain't fucking with your energy
I ain't fucking with your energy
I ain't fucking with your energy