Album: Dark Sky Paradise (2015)
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  • Okay now, why you wanna go and do that, do that?
    Sometimes I say that I'm the best, I guess I had to prove that
    You know I had to cop that mansion on the hill and pull that
    You know I don't rely on 8 balls, no, I never pulled that
    You know I always like the best, roll it up and pull that
    Now baby, don't get too deep on me, I might have to pull back
    I got weed rolled, drinks po'd if you wanna do that
    And I be in and out of love, the OGs be like true that
    'Cause you know sometimes man, that shit can get way too irritating
    Say the wrong thing to the right girl, you might not make it
    Dark skin with a lightskin girl like Taye Diggs
    And you go from tryna save her to her taking your savings
    And when she do, man, watch how them bitches shit talk
    Wonder how they would feel if our lives got criss-crossed
    What if you lost your homie and you felt like Kriss Kross?
    Double cross, I swear that Christians don't even get this cross
    Talk so much shit that a nigga pissed off
    She talk so much that she done fucking made my dick soft
    Pushing all my buttons, this ain't fucking pinball
    I guess women are sometimes like a jigsaw
    Sometimes you hit a lick, sometimes you get ripped off
    Sometimes you gotta sit, sometimes it's time for lift-off
    Sometimes I just shut up and let my wrist talk
    It be like "we don't got time for bullshit, dawg"
    You know I'm 1 of 1, just like the prototype
    You look like the "um, you owe me" type
    Oh, hardly never taking pictures, not the photo type, no
    Please don't Instagram this shit and be up on me like
    "Oh, you owe me likes"
    Man, I swear these bitches don't know what the fuck is more important to em
    The more I kick philosophy, the more I'm boring to em
    The more champagne I pop, the more I'm pouring to em
    I just hope that's not the only single thing that's going through em
    I hop up on a beat like it's the '08 me
    When we was riding four deep, boy, no AC
    Headed to the game for OKCs
    Now I'm courtside at OKC, I know KD
    And all these singing bitches know me like do-ray-mi
    Fa-so-la-ti-do but dough come first
    No late fees, Kool-Aid smile, Colgate teeth
    The bigger that I get, the more I need shrinks
    I be in and out of cars like a fucking crash dummy
    Spending money till it's dizzy but I still stash something, you know
    But I'm tryna get that real real money, like um
    White people with a black son
    And first time I met Oprah, that was motivation
    Went from standing in court to starting up a corporation
    Went so hard last night that we made the morning paper
    Plus my girl's rated R, all your hoes overrated, damn
    Niggas say I changed, how they damn how they do
    Say I'm hard to get in contact with, oh, is that true?
    But what about now? 313
    Publisher: Songtrust Ave, Universal Music Publishing Group
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