Put ya hands to the constellations the way you
Look should be a sin you my sensation
I know a n***a did a lot of waiting
We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation
And
I know a n***a did a lot of waiting
We ain't married but tonight I need some consummation
I keep close to the people that I'll probably lose
But the truth is I'd rather never choose
As for now I keep an entourage of very few
They asking what to do what can we do for you
Hm... Quit askin' with "blunt pa**ing"
Quoting Biggie Smalls cooler than some ice in Aspen
My mind's like the beach in the winter
Similar to tweets on twitter
Everybody can rap these day but uhm...
Most of y'all soundin' wack these days
Got me askin' what happened to originals
I know I can't talk but at least I'm original
So let's have a toast for the wack fads
That I pretened to love like a step-dad
I'm winning more but I still never lose less and
Winning in disguise is a Devil in a new dress
Or a Devil in a red dress that is
Thanks for the memory I hope it never lasted
And.. I ain't even gonna lie
The answer is yes to the question that I lied...
...To... But now let me ask a question
Why am I greater if you told me that I'm less than
Take a rest then I'll get back to ya
As long as you don't ask what lasts for a
Minute, hour, day, year or decade
I'm just tryna be parennial not less paid
Told me that I lie in my lyrics
Nah, I'm just telling the future or what I'm feeling
If I ain't futuristic I'm future seeing Cus everything I
See is coated green and I'm just tryna clear the scene
Of lame rappers I mean I'm just statin'
You need a little bit of help if you listening to Satan