Mr. Porter - Flesh lyrics

[Intro: Lincoln] Baby! Baby! Damn, slow down a little bit I just wanna get to know you baby You know what I'm saying? I don't wanna bite you, it's all chicken except for the bone sh**, I'm just Hey, I'm getting a little money out here I just wanna spread the wealth You know what I'm saying? I got, I got money, I got credit cards, I got PayPal cards What ever you want to do, we could do EBT You need groceries? sh** baby, what you looking at? What the f** you see over there? A Unicorn? [Verse 1] n***as sweat b**hes While b**hes sweat the chill n***a in the sweats If you don't get no respect It really don't matter, you could be Louis Vuitton'd up You might as well have on Von Dutch and Tommy Hilfiger with a debt I don't do dirt, I don't call scenes I send n***as through to leave a mess [Hook] I'm a real n***a in the flesh I will find a b**h in distress I will make her feel so alive Then beat her with the dick to d**h Real n***a in the flesh If sh** ain't right between us We will leave a n***a left Real n***a in the flesh [Verse 2] I despise rapping n***as Y'all n***as fly private, I come sky jack you n***as You disrespect me, I'll get on board with three Ks out And go to your PJ's pilot Tell him I need those jet's keys like I'm DJ Khaled Seems like every artist out there snorting coke and smoking base I just opened up the briefcase and dumped out the contents To close up an open case If my soul shall rise then I'ma lift the hood up like Tray Martin I'm a clapper, they targets They trappers, I'm a convict slash escape artist [Hook] Real n***a in the flesh Finding b**hes in distress Make 'em feel so alive Then beat 'em with the dick to d**h, yes Real n***a in the flesh If sh** ain't right between us We will leave a n***a left Real n***a in the flesh [Verse 3] I'm p-o-p, you d-u-d You bark up this tree, I'll make you turn over three new leafs You live right by the code or get left like three two three I'm A Tribe Called Quest, I'm the new G Out here going dumber than Tweedledee All these youngins wanna redo me, like these movies 'Cause I'm so Pablo Escobar-esque Elephant in the room, never out my element Oh, always on my P's and Q's like RSTUV, ah! Never tell your intel to a gent who's intelligent 'Cause he'll tell a friend who then shall attempt To turn bullets into shells and spin, and turn humans into skeletons, grrah [Hook] I'm a real n***a in the flesh Finding b**hes in distress Make 'em feel so alive Then beat 'em with the dick to d**h, yes Real n***a in the flesh If sh** ain't right between us We will leave a n***a left Real n***a in the flesh, yes [Verse 4] I'm breaking now 'cause I'm dating goddesses The haters tried but couldn't feed me salt 'Cause I seasoned all them, now I'm raking dollars in Say goodbye, I'm finna take you outta here You can't deny it, I'm the H in igher Here the four door Porsche or whatever vehicle A n***a like Lincoln couldn't survive without made it out and over four scores and seven years ago I know time flies by, yours tick-tick-tick Mines went-went-went-went like eleven layers ago My flow so heaven sent When I go to heaven, I'ma go "Heaven here you go" I'ma go tell God, "I know I promised that I'd never steal your flow," I lied Ain't nothing like side p**y on my dick Word to the motherf**ing DJ Quik Bunch of girls wanna have a bunch of relations Even when a n***a wanna be they friend I learned that faithful women need they men They don't really wanna leave they men They just don't wanna get a phone call From another chick saying where he done been If your b**h 'bout to leave better ask yourself questions Like "fight for her? Why?" You better step up and fight for her like you're fighting for Hawaii Or you motherf**ing B.J Penn I'm a real n***a in the flesh My wife almost left me but she ain't do it I don't like the way "ex-wife" sound, that don't got a ring to it