Atlas (Cashmere)

I'm in it for the nasty The sex and the passion Hardwood is looking better when covered in good fashion My suede shoes and your Sarah Flint boots Cashmere sweater next to the fireplace wood She validates me but feel like everyday I'm gonna break I only listen for her voice not what she gotta say Every confrontation I manipulate Motherfucker deserves to blow his brains I never said that I was flawless But the levels I've been stooping just to call a woman gorgeous That of course every time is gonna end in divorces And women fighting over all of my motherfucking Porsches It seems like when you're rich and famous that's the mindset Prenups as currency but money never be as timeless As your genius so don't you blow it like you yeezy Decades worth of sweat and tears watch it vanish like Houdini Walk through the halls of the mall with some Barbie doll Hope to get her in a stall and pin her to a wall These wicked thoughts have got me twisted Got me drunken off of my desires now that's the tea you be fucking sipping Daddy dreaming that I would be a good Christian Ambition of different women ain't become religion Cause if there really is a god and he made you gifted You know he dealt a million flaws so that the scales ain't tipping I never told you I was perfect The petty lyrics flashy clothes were all a huge diversion Cause I was scared to show that I'm the type of person That could love you for a minute and next I got your ego hurting It's myself that I'm cursing Envy and jealousy inserted at wrong times that I'm turning I should've left her right away but then I deemed my life worthless Without the pretty petty pussy just to keep my heart burning A game of cat and mouse that we would play for half a decade Just to climax with attention you ain't getting paid Broken promises don't matter Told you that I'd always be there where were you when my world shattered Had it steady on my shoulders like Atlas Stumbled a bit and almost ended in a casket The magic that you pulled was tragic Had me begging on my knees on your finger I was wrapping I never claimed to be a patron Saint People thinking I work miracles take pain away I paint the picture for you what I'm seeing in my face When I start rapping in the mirror and lay that shit to waste Arrayed in cashmere now we keeping it burn And all the ashes from her sweater are placed in my urn Cause I tore apart my own universe Tryna get in between something that I ain't deserve I was atlas was dripping in this cashmere sweater Why was I the one that's bitching how she treat me better Like I deserve to be honored And every time I turn a corner seems I've broken a promise This costumes getting tight like Tom Hardy I'm the bane of my existence see you at my pity party I don't believe in love Don't you dream bout being in public we're strangers when we fuck