Mutual

With the mic Son of the night She talkin' too much I gave her the pipe I need my mind wide open baby pass me the light Backwoods life but a Dutch shall suffice (Aye) Shawty came thru with a extra glock (Aye) Rolling on these horse like I'm Camelot (Uh) Feds tryna catch me on the cams a lot But my niggas got my back double like a camel got If you were a god too you would hide your face My flow is so potent baby I thought it was laced I'm Kobe in the kitchen niggas needing that base I feel like Based God with a AR So far I'm tellin y'all I got style stay for a while lil mama get a taste This ain't Hell but my world 's a similar place Be my Gina Montana till you reach my grave Free you of your brain No longer are you a slave Shawty behave She said she couldn't help it The way I pulled up in that thing I swear her brain melted She moving that body Sho got me She felt it If I had enough to buy her soul man she prolly would sell it Keep my index finger gangsta keep my style pimpin Her ass an atheist the way it's against my religions Your holiness had risen Since God made the prisms My mentals been one with your very existence we met on other dimensions I'm tryna say that we fucked in a past life Plus, I feel like I seen that ass twice No advice, I know exactly what we doin' Just make sure that you know that it's the bread that I'm pursuing (So) so what we got here baby that shall prosper Whatever you call this that shall prosper Just give me your whole heart that's all it will cost ya Got you going crazy for a young ass mobster like (Aye) She feelin' the same I know she feelin the same I know she feelin the same She feelin the same (Aye) I know she feelin the same Cuz its so mutual Cuz its so mutual In my whip don't push no buttons Been riding all day stayed up clutching Hit 'em from the back there ain't no frontin' So I need something baby I need something To get god's mind right, alright Chocolate creamery what would I do for the Klondike? Please align a soldier's chakras just right We can hit this mary till we see Christ And baby we gone baptize these sheets all night Baby Ima beast all night Like Dooby MPC girl Ima beat all night Tell your man that you got work at its gone be all night But that's only for the freak in you My goddess when I pray sometimes I feel like I aint reaching you To be true Few have really caughten my view Even tho they look like queens they have no mental proof When these fiends start to speak, police bring heat to the streets, most of these brawds say poof But if I got you baby who do I need? When I got you baby who do I need? Cuz you was with me before the pounds and keys With me when my ignition still needed a key I love your I love your curves and figures Way you curvin' these niggas Let 'em know that daddy bring the pain Please please let em know that daddy off the cain In your future Ex box can't believe a nigga playing this game Aye and she feelin the same, yeah I know she feeling the same In your future Ex box cant believe young mobster still playing this game (Mane)