Merty Shango - Confidence (Drake Madonna Remix) lyrics

Merty Shango - soundcloud.com/mertyshango insta: @mertyshango Im honest Never pompous Porky pockets Contradicting comments Still impoverished And Money novice Hold on wheres the solace Quantum profit Plotting product Starstruck n***as never rocket Darwininsm isn't modest Im this n***a slicing heads Or smoking blunts instead Cuz the monster eats rappers When hes hungry bet he's fed Only chill with Benjamin Jon wilks booth your lincons instead my n***a Going to china, that redlife n***a Ill be on your song if the bread right n***a Tell these n***as I don't give a Mutha….. Microphone golden Working till Friday So I better play makonnen Got the b**h talking dirty She said beat it till its swollen Keep me up all night And got a meeting in the morning But she just wana ride on a n***as long board and Pop champagne damn babe You are my type Got these proper a** b**hes Tryna f** with the squad life The money ain't sh** A façade the mirage hype Tryna find a down b**h That won't burn in my lime light And some salt and tequla Go down south on baby Like it is korea Don't need no tomatoes Save it for the pizza Cuz my crew she will lettuce Meat up her tortilla Like uhh.. That's a full meal She go to her man Knowing how she should feel And the Grinder keep that shake Like its a good deal The way I be up on the stove Could get a cook deal The henry ford of this sound Ears took wheels Ima current day magician Hommie Spheres in ears 3d sound all my shangontors here But in my magic Everything is as appears But I ain't saying nothing Just reverb and delaying U ain't hearing what I saying U ain't seeing what they're spraying Or all up in that food that you are tasting Saying gracing, so complacent face it, fate is what you make it So the best I could do Give these n***as innovation Steve jobs of this rap sh** You thought a mothaf**er playin They be like what the f** going on She bring it back like ay bay bay bay Coming with them flows that original Keep em haters lookin for a Better day Bounce to the Melody Keep it hot like a kettle ay f** some nettle petals settle for some greeneray Im the sickest of n***as Quicker with liquor Figured their figures would keep at mf bay Like Mandalay I got my green thumb Dr. Shango is a botanists Just dropping sh** and being everything Besides monotonous Anomalous a sick hypothesis The modern modulus Raps be painting pictures Im davinchi of these novelists Burying all these hip hop gods In my necropolis Brining innocent people And I feed them to the hostages Im strangling the ignorant And slapping them with consciousness Merty f**ing Shango Now spit your verse with confidence