Lyrics:
don't match what I owe to them
Man, it's crazy
Lately I see a lot of men tryna play me
I ain't an escort but it's fuck you, pay me
Deja vu every
can hug when you cold
'Cause no one really cares about you anymore
They moving on with life and they leaving you behind
It's all getting crazy, men you
Cut my Third Eye open
Now my folk and em' think I'm crazy but
I'm taking offers and calling up my new lawyer
I'm the G.O.A.T
Call me the black
Wanna see his face no Donda man
I'm seeking wisdom and pondering
His exceeding greatness is more than enough
No boys to men but I'm growing up
Born for
finger
Sowed up like a singer
Baa-by girl
I make every nigga irrelevant
I'm sex intelligent
[Chorus]
Sex Intelligent
Know how to work it right
She say she affi gwaan cah she have work innah di mawn
baby I know
Listen baby mi gwaan crazy anuh nutn mi cyaa do for yo
Sit back relax and decide
greater cause I'm way better than mortal men
And you can bet that I'm not going anywhere
Cause this is what I'm made for amazingly I've been born again
a tweetstyle, we'll just make it up and go along
Defying the convention how you people write a verse
A crazy idea so we're hoping that it works
Gotta keep posting
We come to make it hot for you
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just let it loose up in here, go crazy
The way you're bouncin'
this fine young tender named Vivian
Brown-skinned cinnamon, playin' and pimpin' men
Swimmin' in Benjamins
Body like a Buick bumpin', jumpin'
named Vivian
Brown-skinned cinnamon, playin' and pimpin' men
Swimmin' in Benjamins
Body like a Buick bumpin', jumpin' and jigglin'
Butt look like big lips
Work in the kitchen
I might hit the club
Rockin' all my chains on
All my chains on
Rockin' all my chains on
I might hit the club
Rockin' all
Yahweh
Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist
Niggas still respect my game so celestials respect my space
And I just might be in
crazy bitches from the ghetto
Got these crazy hoes from the ghetto
And she love drinkin' on that Henny
Yeah, they love her drinkin' on that Henny
I be so
NOT D E A D, I KNOW I'VE LIVED CRAZY,
I MUST BE (A KING AMONGST MEN)
I'VE TAKEN L'S BUT THE WINS OUTWEIGH, FOR ANOTHER
DAY ABOVE GROUND I PRAY (A KING
You live by the gun
You go die by the gun
I live by the gun
I no go die by the gun
Men dey on deck
If you try we go spill
Men dey with tools
If you move
damn sure can't take the weight
Momma had to hustle cause my pop was jive
Momma had 1 son 2 jobs
What a woman! Come from where the
Women gotta work like
ethics
Insomnia and hard work, they make me restless
I can't remember the last time that I slept in, time is precious
I been acting like an asshole if its
some people telling me how I ought to live my life
Don't worry Tchotchke
I can See you're stressing out
Just be kind to everybody
And it will all work
firm in the city
It was there where she met that kid
Started out just lunch, and turned into after work at the crib
She was impressed by the way he lived
whole life, so-
People are so burnt out, life can be so fleeting
People that shut down their laptop at five, want that balance in life, they don't work
really does work, you just gotta give it a try
You gotta include all people, can't be ruled by one crazy guy
You gotta stand on firm ground
Respect is
the question that my wifey,
Was asking everybody
She don get belle, and I know deep down
That we both got down
Ekaette belle, my wifey will go crazy
To find out
attitudes always fuck you pay me
Maximising the risks I'm taking
You don't get know where by being lazy
I'm working, shit! the work rates crazy
I'm either sat
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