Letras
It's unfortunate my audience be counting sheep
They know I'm the cream of the crop or I'm about to be
Peeking over Mountain peaks
Sipping stolen fountain drinks
Pluto feed the team in the dark
I know they count on me
Tryna go from kid to goat to god
Living in sin but I Spoke to God
I don't even care no more
Don't share no more
Breaking bread till they broke ya heart
Rolling and rolling
Pluto don't flow with emotion
Pouring that poetic potion
Running the shower
To clear up an hour of smoking
And then smoking and smoking
Using my power to fool with those kind of emotions
I'm overly focused
Reaping the wealth and Repeating myself till I'm quoted
It ain't smooth how I wrote it
It ain't smooth how I said it
It ain't smooth how I did it
It ain't smooth how I spoke it
It ain't cool to play gangsta
Niggas be pranksters
Pluto was cool as a poet
I was stacking my bank up
I'm binging with all of these Franklins