Alchemy (Prod. 4th-I Riddle C)
Cold nigga throw robe over my shoulder, dih be my labcoat This be my last roach, I be geeked up, just ask my last hoe Swear my swagger be the lasso, she like 'nigga you a asshole' But she still gone let me smash doe, get that ion een gotta ask throat Ether every feature, speaker be a beaker, energy might break a few bones Only got one contact, vision like I got a new phone Eyesight on alione, mind sight on airborne, hindsight be 20/20 nigga blindside don't give warn Turn this bitch into a wigwam, peace pipe got me right To the right I ain't got no scalpel, nigga I cannot chop it up tonight Put the flame to the plastic I make Niagra, want another round I'ont need Viagra I just wanna pack the piece, twist the cap like ring of Saturn, introduce the flick to dragon What was once ash yeah I made to magic, wala, made it stretch, Mr. Fantastic Metal arms, Full Metal Jacket, wanna list my skills you might need a packet Hit the plug when I hanker for package, close to the edge grand canyon jagged Pop the packet turn smoke to happy, I ain't talkin' liq when I say I'm an Alchy I can turn shit to gold, I can't turn shit to gold aye aye (wala, yea wala) I can turn shit to gold, I can't turn shit to gold aye aye (wala, wala) I can turn shit to gold, I can't turn shit to gold aye aye (wala, yea yea wala) I can turn shit to gold, I can't turn shit to gold aye aye (wala, yea yea wala) Introduce 'em to the Bunsen burner I could never mix it up wit f*ck niggas Doctor Frankenstein, choppin' quarters who can spot em? Cero be a rough figure Figures, watermelon strawberry melon swishers be the color my melanin, rippin em up with my brethren Paint wit syrup we experiment, I know my elements If I was a fish outta water I'd be a dinosaur, I got pain in my brain cardiac harbor more Couldn't cure it wit no Tylenol I'ont know why they be sellin' dreams, ain't no way that I'ma buy at all Niggas mad at Rachel Dolezol, BET owned by Viacom Welcome to my work station tho, covered in vegetation To the crustaceans in the bucket know that I serve predation, I been feelin' low lately Shawty been tryna get stuck to me, I'ont een know what paste is I been on my Radric Davis, droppin' shit like I'ont know what a pace is Pacemaker on my sleeve, real thang gone way long Might wanna guard yo nose from this mist 'fore it look like you from Hong Kong 'Less you ain't got shit to do today, might as well take a sample Don't worry bout m material, just know that I got ample Bucket list my bugaboo, I ain't seen a buck in years, I ain't talkin' T-Tampa Never tamper wit my beat selection, know my niggas got me Walter White wit da samples Saul good man to these hoes, I can pitch a bitch a dream nigga All we did is one walk through, and now she wanna f*ck the team nigga ReignCloud reigndown, look like the crew on Apollo 11, no dead weight opposition get severed Divvy up the profits they still lack the mettle, shit Homeboy smell pussy, I ain't tryna win a peace prize Ain't no bell to save the fuckin' day nigga, I'm agitated rockin' mean eyes Meanwhile whole 'tire world sleep, tire me out nigga poor me Pour up this tonic to turn my drive supersonic Power Fade they dont know me I'm be tryna touch the sky take a walk on the sun be damned if I get cold feet Ain't no antivenin or invention stop this toxin nigga feel like Ko-be I... I can turn shit to gold, I can't turn shit to gold aye aye (wala, yea wala) I can turn shit to gold, I can't turn shit to gold aye aye (wala, wala) I can turn shit to gold, I can't turn shit to gold aye aye (wala, yea yea wala) I can turn shit to gold, I can't turn shit to gold aye aye (wala, yea yea wala)
Written by: ERIK TUFT
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