MF Zeph - Mcdonald's sweet tea lyrics

Zeph: I just wanna peak and reach a point where i meet the fu*king eclipse Ill just tell everyone, fu*k you cause i ain't with the sh*ts Im hedonistic and walking ankle deep in my interests While my heads submerged in others words I think i live within a curse Is what i would say if i ever really meant it Cause i wake up and beat my dick and let it get fermented It might be some filthy sh*t and yet i penned it Haruko on your pеndant, because you took the truth and bеnt it Get a bag, a whole rack and then i spent it On everything that deviates me from what im destined I know the answers and yet im always the one who's asking the questions Zeph: Speak to me, my stocking shawty Go ahead, read it and weep I lost myself in my dreams And had a desirable week You always told me im a creep I ain't one for dispelling rumors Alcohol in my gullet You stuck to me like a tumor Im your favorite rapper's favorite producer I speak in tongues and yet you still a consumer Step out with the maid outfit and the polish Make these boomers uncomfortable I just live in my raps Because my current life is insufferable Deejayskullkid: Opacity down bad, its like these punks can see through me Man i’m stretched too thin, call me monkey d. luffy You never knew me, but now you sendin pics of your booty I said “i just wanna find a girl who won't consume me” Heads feelin roomy, empty thoughts can change taste This numbness will melt me down until i morph into a paste Now my brain is laced, its getting tougher to make haste Deconstruct another mask so that i can save face Won’t leave a trace. i’ll be gone with the wind Just send me to fu*king space. i know its hard to take it in But would you even pray for me after all that i have sinned? Religious b*tches quote leviticus cuz they’re scared of themselves And while they stumbling on eachother, and they scramble for power You can catch me on the couch, rollin blunts, and watching chowder Deep inside my thoughts, these sad hours are feelin sour Pass me the crystal light, and catch me sniffin up the powder Whole crews on molly, they call me lil dipper Weed so loud, i might need a soft clipper Whats the differ? get ya hands up off my zipper This sh*ts too dirty, you could swear we’re fu*king strippers Hold my liquor, death gripping on the blunts Twenty fo, another o, head flipping off the runts “what a dunce, making music ? what a dumb fu*k” Lets keep on dropping some sh*t so they can't say it was dumb luck On the come up, we’ll be ya favs top 5 So fu*ken stoned, yeah we bout thigh high I could die, and no one would even notice Buzz-in in my ear, plague thoughts of the locust sh*t is bogus, but we gonna be alright Blare this tune out your coup cuz you know this sh*t is tight yeah Mf zeph and deej we been the best since 20xx man we’ll cave ya fu*ken chest in