[Intro: lonemoon] Hey, hey, that's right Hey, hey, hey, that's right Hey, hey, hey, that's right Hey, hey, hey, that's right [Verse 1: lonemoon] Yeah, yeah, hey! I gotta work to set my policy To cla**ic aristocracy High cla** spitter, ain't settle for yo psychology Bad b**h looking expensive, ain't no Dollar Tree PINK on the hips, and that a**, ain't no technology Feeling the affection from lectures from her authority Unluckily it's difficult I'm living in a minority N word taking back time, losing historically Scars on my arms, and everybody was focusing On me
I remember fondly All the pretty women in my phone weren't responding Then I started sobbing My 'Livvia was talking Asking for some help on some English, my angel calling, yea [Synth Solo] [Verse 2: lonemoon] Smoking on the reddy now i'm feeling kinda tired Zoning pretty hard, Xolei that star, we exceeding All the others pleading Genius lyric reading Now you say you need me And now I say I need you Opaline, damn true Drowning in a monsoon Of cigarettes and hyrule Try me But don't you ever try my heart My loyalties arriving, so my enemies depart [Synth Solo]