Video Idle de Ahmad Anonimis 2025 Rap Lyrics

Ahmad Anonimis - Idle Lyrics

[Chorus]
Baby that’s just my bravado
Get no head, turn sleepy hallow
One more drop up in the bottle
I spit verse she suck and swallow
Sea of hurt, just purchase goggles
Burning earth wherever I go
Choose to see what camera follows
Still a blurry pic when Idle
Turn head to the surface
Camera roll been searching
Don’t believe the surface
Scene ain’t picture perfect
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah

[Verse 1]
Couple stills in the frame, I ain't ashamed what i got
Like an AR, it bang or the name Little Rock
I’m from GA, the ATL ingrained your aux
Yeah it’s picture perfect, till you ask what I got
Turn to the art or the screen if I’m stressed (I just gotta go)
Voted from misfit from dekalb and the nett (I just gotta go)
Grew up awkward as hell to the gals and gents (I just gotta go)
I could isolate words into flows and events (I just gotta go)
Skeletons in closet, where I close and repent
In a city full of flexers and hoes with no sense
Think a little different, they can show you their against
When a home hard to find I just tend to a fence
Black Picket fence, with a yard getting messy (I just gotta go)
Garage pawn pieces of heart where the chest be (I just gotta go)
Selling insecurities, god need to check me (I just gotta go)
I get annoyed, bitterness in the recipe (I just gotta go)
[Chorus]
Baby that’s just my bravado
Get no head, turn sleepy hallow
One more drop up in the bottle
I spit verse she suck and swallow
Sea of hurt, just purchase goggles
Burning earth wherever I go
Choose to see what camera follows
Still a blurry pic when Idle
Turn head to the surface
Camera roll been searching
Don’t believe the surface
Scene ain’t picture perfect
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah

[Verse 2]
These ain’t stock images
Picture me waking up hating my skin
Suicidal thoughts before the age of ten
Nigga feel way too lost again (yeah)
Recycle thoughts in the mirror (yeah)
Why god put me here bruh (yeah)
Nice guys always tear up (yeah)
Compliments I can’t hear you (yeah)
Voice in my head said “I ain’t shit”
Lot of dead weight that I can’t lift
No slim chance, I’m dangerous
Covered up in my bed where the pain sit (yeah)
3pm, toss and turn (yeah)
Composition ain't looking stern (yeah)
No I can’t agree with the terms (yeah)
I need work I ain’t looking firm (yeah)
[Chorus]
Turn head, turn head to the surface
Camera roll been searching
Don’t believe the surface
Scene ain’t picture perfect
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah
Ah ah ah