Lyrics
I’m ain’t gonna lie, I’m fake drunk right now
I might, wait
I’m lightweight perky, baby
He’s, he’s drunk, he’s the drunkest
Look, ay, look
I knocked your bitch at Sundaze
She said she had a nigga, I still knocked your bitch at Sundaze
She said 'I seen you on The FADER, I think on the front page'
The littest nigga in here, so dressed like I live off Trump change
Your favorite rapper unpaid
I’m taking shots like I was at the gun range
They taking shots at subliminals, fuck it though, I’m unphased
If I told you who was in my DMs you would freak out
Your favorite rapper seems very untouched with what I tweet out
Pussy in the bathroom when I eat out
It ain’t too much talking, I’m whipping meat out
After nudes, it ain’t too much that you could leave out
You can bust her after I take my shot on the rebound
I might re-up with a Rita Ora, I’m glowing, you see the horror
They treat my words like the Torah, or the Q’uran or something
Been on my own and on my job, and now I’m on to something
They switched on me, I kept it on and running
This type of train don’t slow for nothing, no
Look, ask my nigga Dew, we’ve been on the moon, we got shit to do, ay ay
Winning battle with these inner thoughts, and giving awkward interviews, ay ay
When they talking 'bout the realest out here, they don’t ever mention you, ay ay
I’m the pinnacle, you look pitiful, you could use a break
You at yo' mama crib writing verses
I took Pac to ATL and saw Georgia peaches in person
You popping on Twitter, people love me in person
This shit is rap
As for these extra bags, I pay it in leftover stripper cash
I been out the way, on my own, yea
Hella missed calls on my phone, yea
Unapologetic, I apologize, ay
Niggas throwing shade, and that’s probably why
Cuz I knocked this bitch at Sundaze
She said she had a nigga, I still knocked this bitch at Sundaze
She said 'I seen you on The FADER, I think on the front page'
The littest nigga in here, so dressed like I live off Trump change
Your favorite rapper unpaid
I’m taking shots like I was at the gun range
They taking shots at subliminals, fuck it though, I’m unphased
If I told you who was in my DMs you would freak out
Your favorite rapper seems really concerned with what I tweet out
I swear to god, ay
I do what I want now, don’t give a fuck, I do what I want
I got a plan now, I got a plan now
I never listen to these niggas, I never cooned out
They was talking riff raff, I always tuned out
I know what it did back then, what it do now
I saw the bigger picture like the Canon was zoomed out
We came a long way from Black Planet
Myspace pages and bad habits on the party line with our bad asses
Mama keep telling us get off her phone
But we gon' call back when her ass leave home
Lil ghetto children searching for more
I just wanted everything I couldn’t touch in the store
I just wanted everything now, Harlem World Mase had
I wanted everything they told me that I can’t have
They said, time heals all wounds, Devin Dev ain’t pass
That was my nine eleven plane crash
That was my wake up call, saying 'Wake up dog'
Everything won’t and it can’t last
I see his face in the bubbles when I toast champagne glass
(face in the bubbles when I toast champagne glass)
Looking up to God, asking «How long the pain last?»
(Stand up one for the pain)
We do it all for you…
This one is all for you…
What’s the most harmonious way to live your life?
What’s the way that makes you and the people that you come in contact with the
most happy?
