Paper Soap (feat. Karishma Rawat)

I feel like I'm a Paper Soap Rubbed and thrown away You used me Now I'm letting go I'm letting you go I'm sorry if you feel so ignored It's all good between us It's just been three months Since we're seeing each other I mean, I'd rather be with you Than any other lady and I mean that We're lovers Each and every moment is cherished And I hope that we're married By the time you will be carrying my seed See I love you So much that I need no rubber I don't know what it is Must be the butterflies in my stomach My mind just flutters Everytime you're around me I just fuck up my lines I stutter Trying to shut up I dive into your eyes And I suffer from The lies I've been blabbering And I'm sorry for everything I really am I feel like I'm a Paper Soap Rubbed and thrown away You used me Now I'm letting go I'm letting you go Heh-heh-hey I'm not a gully boy I'm a classy rapper Got the fuckboy haircut And beard chiseled liked Drake's head hair But my voice is bassy And not like a velociraptor's Followed by my posse to the afterparty That is after the party That is after the party after Doesn't end till I'm talking backwards Brain's altered, whacked three smart asses And leave em crawling Shattered I'm like a gay man's butt Yes, I'm a cocky asshole But not with you You are all I want in life, yo But you've been right, though There is another person I've been paying more attention to Can't tell you who cos It'll cause too much tension Between this triangle Just wanted to let you know I know honesty is what you respect the most But don't expect too much from me Cos I'm too whimsical A spectacle A nice man is who I pretend to be I know I've hurt your feelings, girl But don't you weep. I still dream about you So go to sleep with that, thot And meet me in your dreams Cos that's the only place where we're supposed to be Together I feel like I'm a Paper Soap Rubbed and thrown away You used me Now I'm letting go I'm letting you go You keep saying I'm letting you go, I'm letting you go But you're not leaving me alone I saw you outside my door and now the window Why you gotta be such a creep, hoe? I think I got you extra curious to Know who that other person is, no? Stop throwing shit at my window, bitch Or I'll be downstairs with a shotgun And shells for your crazy head, hoe In a nutshell I want you out of my life For the same reason I wanted you in it You are as loony as I am But my tuning is different. I'm wired in a way that I lean towards Choosing my career Over any hoochie I'm being with Yes, bitch The other person is work And I'm shocked I had to spoon-feed it to you But now that we're at this fork I'm teaching you a lesson I'm leaving you Cos nothing makes me happier than making music Me? I'm sick of you And I never get sick of producing And rapping and Ooh, what a feeling! True bliss I think the cops are here Bye-bye, Ms. Bullshit It's been nicely stupid of me knowing you Fuckin' lunatic I'm sick of your tantrums, hoe I want you to leave me alone Bitch, you are the worst thing that's happened to me And the only thing makes me happy is work I really don't know why You feel like you're a Paper Soap Rubbed and thrown away I loved you but Now I'm letting go I'm letting you go-hoe-hoe I never realized you would never realize That I never really lied I think it is I Who made a mistake By telling you there's another person in this shit But now you know It's been my work You might have felt like a Paper Soap Cos the main bars that cleanse me are of Hip-Hop