Cabernet Poetry (Bonus Track)

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I've been drunk since I last saw you
Thinking I should call you
I'll increase the volume
Never meant to harm you
Hope this don't alarm you
Stuck to my guns somehow still disarmed you
I guess I'm back to my toxic ways
Mixing bottles with models and a box of haze
My freestyles get lots of praise
Slanging D and J's like I'm crossing fades
And yeah, I be cross faded
It's my turn at the table, viva Las Vegas
This money can buy dreams, I feel like I've made it
Been running through these streets, I know my mom hate it (Love you ma)
But I'm tryna be a better man
I make it rain and hail, I'm the weather man
Psssh I mean It's only eleven grand
I ain't talking festivals but that's eleven bands
Somebody come and get ya mans
I knew I've been advanced when I went to France
With some women who be sinning, I just let em dance
The things I would do just to get a second chance
Yup, just let it run
Cabernet Poetry
Women and liquor get a hold of me
I grind until she notice me she gon' get the dopest me
Can't believe the flow is free, hopefully she not over me
Lately I've been feeling nostalgic
Wish you would've stayed, wish we could've solved shit
Was it something I did? Was it something said?
I know it wasn't my head
Shit, everything seemed perfect until one day you fled
Now the worst part of my day is getting ready for bed
Guess it's back to this bread, guess its back to these streets
Guess it's back to flexing, causal sex, and writing to beats (Sheesh)
Well, good thing I'm good at all three
It's foul the way she throw it back at me and it's all free (Swish)
I miss the days when that was all me
If you listening and miss me too, you should call me
Yup
Y'all seen my stories
Ain't no cap in my raps
This what a year of work sounds like
I'm just tryna live
Can I live?
They asked me how I got here, I guess manifested it
Now she invested in the vision while I rest a bit
So much weight on my shoulders, can you caress that shit?
That pussy does wonders, baby lemme bless that shit
I'm back when November hits, all I do I send them hits
I care about your health girl, I'm your friend with benefits
I'll be your dick appointment for your enjoyment
You know where to find me if you wondering where the boy went
Ain't no deployment or an army that can hold me back
Bitches ain't shit, a wise man once told me that
When I say bitches, not talking about the ladies
Talking about any piece of shit out here acting shady
Real recognize real and that sex appeal the real deal
Dressed to kill, I can fill your life with thrills
There's no comparison, his net worth embarrassing
This the kind of life he can't afford like Harrison
I have the upper hand, solo walking on the sky
I'm a star ready for war, I drop em on the fly
I'm a fighter so you know that it's not a tie
I'm the type to lay a princess down, don't gotta try
Every time I bust a rhyme, I just flip modes
Crazy how I'm making more money than my actual zip code
And I'm from California in case you didn't know
I'm charismatic and relatable when I be spitting flows
That's why they press play on their computer
This shit make a 40 taste good like eating out a cougar
I guess we got what we exactly asked for
Another memory, another stamp on my passport
She study law, this ain't the first bar she took
Her fit is fire, I don't think she know how hard she look
That's my heart she took, unintentionally
If it weren't for social media would you mention me?
Who you know that took you these heights? Bought you flights
Zero fights, one that writes, love letters when he types
High as kites but invites good people, hunnid likes, ooh these sights
Jesus Christ, she look good in those tights
All these lights, can't tell if the love got me blinded
If you the type of girl that's seeking fun I can find it
I am behind it, I've been reminded
That time moves forward, no way we can rewind it
I'm outta state, late, for my date with destiny
I'm feeling great, her taste always brings out the best in me
Sometimes it feels like the universe is testing me
So I hit 'em with a newer verse, ain't no stressing me
They cannot top me, their whole act is sloppy
She not talking music when she calling me papi
One thing to remember this ain't just any heaven
God delivered me and this album, November 27th
Something like that
Love, Money, and Other Drugs, the album
November 27th, 2021
HYDRAULICS23, Otitis
You crazy for this one
It's a wrap, literally
Thank y'all for listening
(We did it)

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