P's & Q's lyrics

[Intro]

Still drinkin' water on y'all niggas, man

[Verse]

With perfect pitch I'm singing free my niggas

Polished and purposeful he's producing pristine pictures

Pay me, gimme plenty, the trees begat keys

That's paper, so hold the pennies

I'm pressed and like pests, I'm in every nook and cranny

Your pantry, with some patience your panties

I got patience, it's prevalent in the previous plannings

I been on my P's and Q's, fuck is this, a quiz?

Peep this nigga passion, I'm not picking him to quit

Watch him paint, ain't it quaint?

All that presence in his pen, he be pearlin' all that wisdom,

All that pressure be to sin

A pearlescent silver lining through the questions I been quilting together

Niggas quiver in the cold, are you equipped for the weather?

When there's polar and it's piercing through your sweater to your chest

How you persevere and press on through the quest?

I been on my P's and Q's, can't you see I do not play?

And I pack it full of quotes

Pray you perceive it in the way that I intended

I ain't preaching and I'm never that pretentious

Not pretending, Quasimodo how my back is

I've been bending, I've been lifting all the pounds

Break it down, pass it around

Politicking with my peoples' then my partner, them my rounds

Quality is what we seek, I'm not playing 'til we peak

Quintessential to survival is the cunnin' to compete

You picked defeat, if your efforts will only ever be passive aggressive

Be my pleasure to let it fly like attached to propellers

And compel all your people to say your prayer in your passin'

Man fuck the gassin', I'm too persistent, and what could they tell us, huh?

I been on my P's and Q's, quantum leaps ahead of my peers

They not even in my peripheral, pray I keep it proper

Cause they play it so political, the petty is so pitiful

Niggas Peter Pettigrew, I'm of a higher pedigree

I'm peddling this penmanship, appreciate the pleasantries, but

It's quiet for y'all niggas

I mean, you know I've been on point with it

Ain't even gotta smoke a joint

I'm getting high off the feel, y'all just trying to make some coins with it

Educate my loins

You've been gifted like I pearled a couple poinsettias

On my P's and Q's

Quarantine the phrase, you could comprehend it better

Bring phonetics into play, I'm no pharaoh

Message never mystical

Breath of antihistamine, I'm trying to heal the physical

Requiring a pivotal stance

For my mans niggas, know I'm not dolo

Provide you with the proof, it's never quid pro quo tho

It's Free Nation, please no photos

Yeah, power to the people, middle finger to the popo

• Artist:Mick Jenkins
• Album:Wave(s) (2015)