Denver (feat. Tasquiat)
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Tryna find your identity in this game my nigga gotta be hard Well I can't relate to that my nigga you already know imma star If sing it or rap it we already know gone f*ck with the bars Like I'm Matt Damon just call me the Martian my nigga we headed for Mars I need them to follow I need them to follow She know imma eat it I want her to swallow I got money comin in like a lotto I got the cookies and cream like mullato I got I got I got Poetic justice and Royalty up this bottle If ya girl poured it up and she drank it It still wouldn't make her a model But just like I said in the last one Im not that conceited I got hella Clips in my Arsenal They all Hollowed and heated Just tell ya Hitman to come holla at me I'll send 'em to pieces Makin' niggas go study for 5 years PhD with a thesis I really be feelin like Roddy my nigga I don't wanna die young I run up these beat like I'm 50 in Instagram comments don't hold my tongue I don't wanna steal the flow man, but this shit a keeper Keep it over 100 we runnin' a fever Burn up the track like it's 400 meters I run up a beat and that shit catchin fire Call my nigga at Weiss get a case of wine Took her shopping on Bloor but she changed her mind Told me take her home; put in her spine I got hoes asking for threesome but sis it's a line They still be feenin' and dream for it even after if we decline She get to arguing then we f*ck She get turned off the liquor She don't be herself when she hungry She needed a snickers Yeah I lied my nigga, I'm conceited a little Hahaha where the next one bruh I want that one bruh Ts... Ts... Ts... Ts... Tasquiat My nigga, I gotchu Born in Atlanta; that zone 6 You know what they call it I came from middle class Capital one wasn't shit in our wallets I didn't have money for retros Or them whatchmacallits But now with this new figure salary F*ck around and by Toäg a gallery Smoother than that nigga Thomas Crown But it's not an affair cuz I'm never around And I can't find the pulse on these dead niggas Tryna pick that shit up like a ultrasound Call me Raymond cuz I stretch her out No summer walker She hit me talmbout she can't be without So I had to block'er I want my momma to know Even though we don't talk as much You still in my soul One of the reasons I do this You gave me this gift But y'all already knew this All the sacrifices you ever made I don't know how you really do it We need to talk you be keepin me same Cuz I been really goin through it Sometimes I be feelin just like a plane Cuz niggas be weight me down I take on the baggage I never complain They know I'll never let 'em drown But I be drownin on my own I would just never reveal shit I put it all inside the music My niggga I want y'all to feel it But I pause the vocals Gotta give y'all the flow Just recording inDenver only for the weekend Keep that on the low She be playin with roses so I call her Andrè But no love below Niggas gassin my shit like accelerators Tell me some shit ion already know
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