Martha's Interlude

Okay bet I’m really moving like a king Brodi pour that purple in a chalice like a prince My mind a mystery to do this shit I gotta think I can’t lean on no one else I’ll end up walking w a limp Ain’t nothing here but I still love it where I live I know so many trappers really tryna make it rich I’m a visionary tryna show u something you should dig Me and MB on the same shit Ain’t no one like the kid 2 hours of sleep But I still woke up feeling refreshed Level up like Derek Every time I hit the reset She think her real life Is Bryson tiller on the sequence We fight make up and fuck again But she know I don’t feel it We chip in fiver each And go get fucking lit This generation something that the world has never seen When We are all the leaders We’ll seeing better things They Won’t accept their privilege Til that shit doesn’t exist I’m Tryna be on mansa musa rich I wanna win I Don’t need sour energy around me or the team It’s Someone out there watching me I really do believe it Wake and bake and manifest to iamddb shit Baddie on me naughty naughty i might call her lala Always keep a Jimmy I’m too young to be a father I wanna travel round the world I wanna learn Lingala YUNGROSE Youngest son of Martha I can’t deal w you ou You take my energy for fuel ou I drip I really got the juice too My nigga Hasan taught me to be too smooth She only want me for my lifestyle She miss the way I make her smile now I’m so much more than just a dreamer Really go and get it I’m been tryna get my mind out Count my blessings They been coming ten fold If you don’t know bout the clique Then get to know Get to know Get to know I’m fuckin rich white women That be on the snow Up her nose I just get my sloppy toppy and I go Huh Brodi w me everywhere he love to roll that dope up Smoker High as fuck and chillin in the MoMa You know us I guarantee they cat the drip like vultures Kusama the interior No murakami posters Wait wait wait This nigga goin crazy wtf All that drip ur talking I came in and look it’s mine now Me and Jae majima do it different When we slide out I want a lil yatchy not a peekaboo A hide out (Big boat!) Still be on the water when the motherfucking tide out On my life a lot of these lil niggas getting tired out Ain’t nobody notice there was talent in the quiet towns I bout to cop them fucking purple lobsters that’s the dripski She suck me for that bag I call her Monica lewinski Okay bet I’m really moving like a king Brodi pour that purple in a chalice like a prince My mind a mystery to do this shit I gotta think I can’t lean on no one else I’ll end up walking w a limp Ain’t nothing here but I still love it where I live I know so many trappers really tryna make it rich I’m a visionary tryna show u something you should dig Me and MB on the same shit Ain’t no one like the kid