Lyrics:
I'm a playa when I (w-work the bitch)
Uh, a pimp like me just wanna work that bitch hard, what
You could be up in the club
You talkin' about you got
than her fishnets
Lighters getting bic'd by this pyro for a quick sec
You said you wanted fire in your life well come and get some
It's coming through
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
skin and bones
(Tryna suck me dry till
I'm skin and bones)
I play the fool, to play the fool
Tryna play the fool
It's bout how you script it bro
(Tryna
from the cops now , boy they gone hate on you , praying that I’m flop now , I️ ain’t got time for a bitch , no watch now , Gucci flip flops , no socks
're a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
're a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
till five or so in the morn'
I'm used to being alone
Shit, you know how long I've been out on my own?
Chasing dreams, fantasies of a throne
One day I
're a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
're a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
never needed any bitch
I'm sad and happy with my peace
I ball hard on some Stephen shit
I hit you with that thirty three
I hit you with that thirty piece
the feds come knocking better get your mans
Better plead that fifth when you hit them stands
Drink a fifth till I can't stand
Now I'm seeing circles
I can't
and over and over
A hundred times
I let the forty off
At Point of America
Niggas scattered and I got
Enticed by all the hysteria
Who knew who knew
Who knew
I'm devout to the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints
Quite a mouthful, but I'm confident that you'll be able to keep up with the pace
Kinda
up where I'm layin, now that a runway vic (push)
Made you go batty, spreading spawn legitimate
Spice the bishop, sever the ties, splinter the kinship
on Instagram and hope that she seen it
All these niggas think they IT till they run into Stephen
You don’t live the life you speak it’s rather deceiving
Drug
what pocket I had left, my handkerchief
I'm guilty by affiliation, in many ways gangsta
But let me explain something, a paradox if you may
I threw all my
no use of a witness
Maybe I been shamed by fam like you never know
To the point my confidence is too damaged to self promote
Maybe the sh*t I wanted
Like you don't know rulesss
After torture we go
Shoot them by two
We smoke till we high
Ojo till I die
You owe me my guy
We come in disguise
You can't
The kid ball, so you mad as fuck
But I let the gat blow at yo afro
Give you a Cassie cut
I'm tired of rap niggas actin' tough
Yup, I rap but I been actin'
What if I told you
I ain't tryna let go
'Till it's all game over
Would you still love me?
Would you turn up to the show?
Somebody better pound
the piece to the puzzle, so i'm never dipping, till you gone like shuttles, i been here since days we were playing in the puddles, cuz i'm your inner child
're a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
're a Botticelli, You're Keats, You're Shelley,
You're Ovaltine.
You're a boon, You're the dam at Boulder,
You're the moon over Mae West's shoulder.
I'm a nominee
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