Debut album Deadpan Love out June 25.
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Cautious Clay – Strange Love |Lyrics|

Other: Hey there.
Self: What’s up?
Other: So do you have any expectations for this?
Self: No, not really…
Other: What—
Self: I’m just… working on myself right now, ya know? Other: So you do?
Self: I’m not like, you know like… I’m trying to stay curious
Other: Is that right?
Self: Cus, as soon as I’m not curious I’m insecure…

Treat me like a model
Treat me like I’m reckless
Cus I’m that nigga everybody
Really wanna eat for breakfast
Drop me off at the movies
Take me to the mall
Poppin’ my collar forward tomorrow

Cus stranger things have happened
The making of the madness of love

(you can print whatever amount of money you want!)

Said you better not break that hard again
You was looking for light, tryna pick a fight
I don’t really got time for it (oh)

Gucci, Prada, Versace too
I don’t really know which one to choose
You making me think I’m lost
I don’t always gotta be the boss
Burning silence just us two
Black and white so tried and true
Driving round town poppin’ rounds off
I don’t really got much time

[Saba]
But they treat me like a god
Treat me like a villain
Cuz I’m that nigga everybody
Wanna get with
So long as my clothes
Match the pop song’s description
We turned stores upside down
Put the tires on the ceiling
For retail we sell ourselves
Short as a blunt sentence
Splurging a fun feeling
This shirt wasn’t on clearance
She looking at me like me and
Benjamin share resemblance
I spend it because I get defensive
About my entrance

I could be a ma fucka if you want
I could be a ma fucker on the run

Smoking like blue strains or something
Puffing clouds in the night while I’m running

Then I’mma take off
When the going gets tough
Cus I don’t really feel like racing

My head’s only got two stations

(you can print whatever amount of money you want!)

Cus stranger things have happened
The making of the madness that’s love

Gucci, Prada, Versace too
I don’t really know which one to choose
You making me think I’m lost
I don’t always gotta be the boss
Ride in silence just us two
Black and white so tried and true
Driving round town poppin’ rounds off

I don’t really got much time