Frivolous Ft. Jimmery Caine

VERSE 1
I’m Just tryna pace it /
heading to the shops / I just need to grab the basics
sitting at the docks / watching as the tide changes
goin up and down / so I gotta check my laces

which way / which way / do you wanna go
twitch like a switchblade hidden in your sole
stuck with the duct tape / I cant hear you no
fizzled out like the lemonade / bubbles in my throat

so so we settled down on the low/
no no / no more waiting explode /
let em all down from the balloon where they float
then scrub em down with the ‘fight club’ soap

all the folk with a hope / flat broke when they spoke
that fire that they stoke / made the smoke / made em choke
so they sit and they sulk / till they suffer a stroke
When your old and you croak / there’s no time to elope
nope

CHORUS
Frivolous how I spit spat sput
Ridiculous ya got ta kick that gut
Oblivious to how its all adding up
wickedness is keeping you up
Just gotta let it all play
Just gotta let it all play out

VERSE 2
I was tryna rush
Down the steps I would run/ but now I need a crutch
Man look at what I’ve done / snapped up my ankle
That ain’t no fun/ I need to keep it casual

Walk before you run dumb dumb/
When you turn back / better follow breadcrumbs
Quick to react but slow to get it done
Spend all you time clicking on the icon

You wanna be one/me im too busy sitting in the sun
In a beer garden
with a drink between my finger and my thumb
wiping off condensation
letting my mind go on a vacation

my minds always on other things
mind on the honey / and honey in is my dreams
buzz around / and then I land on her knees
only when its sunny / and all that flesh can be seen

Oh…. Yeah

CHORUS
Frivolous how I spit spat sput
Ridiculous ya got ta kick that gut
Oblivious to how its all adding up
wickedness is keeping you up
Just gotta let it all play
Just gotta let it all play out

VERSE 3
I take it all in
Eyes wide open complete with a grin
Laugh when I’m tripping up /you gotta see the funny side
Yeah I keep picking up on other people’s appetites

Some have always gotta have it their way
Others take a shot try and aim down the fairway
If it hits rough then you know its not the right taste
Gotta broad palette and a brush dripping bright paint

To cover up scratches and scrapes
And make it all look like it’s one big take
End up / coming off / photogenic in the frame
Everybody looking at it / thinking just the same

And that took time more time than they gave
So when they rush it through/ it ends up kinda lame
Sick of being tied to / the time of the day
Cause everything I should be doing/ should be getting done today

But its not I cant be bothered

CHORUS
Frivolous how I spit spat sput
Ridiculous ya got ta kick that gut
Oblivious to how its all adding up
wickedness is keeping you up
Just gotta let it all play
Just gotta let it all play out