Sincerely Yours

Yo, yo, yo, yo

Turn me up a little bit

That's good right there

One, two, one, two

From sunflower seeds to a sour patch

Thirsty as hell like, "Where that water fountain at?"

Now the bitches thirsty, I leave seeds where they mouth is at

Garden they flower, then autograph a Yaowa hat

I travel the almanac, all for rap fans

They applaud me all across the map, all I see is hands

And lighters up, in spite of what you might have heard about

Underground dough not being quite as much as mainstream man, I am up

They lyin' man, these checks nice as fuck

No Lambo fan, but kinda like the truck

Maybe I should try my luck

Drop it on my next tour, right behind the bus

Like, "This for Rosa Parks"

We in the back, but this time the front

I walk into my bank branch like twice a month

My four digit pin finger got the Midas touch

Bank teller tellin' the other teller that I can fuck

I know this 'cause the teller she tellin', I be inside her guts

All my friends say that I'm too humble

If I show I'm in the lead, then my followers double

But, see, attention brings a lot of that trouble

And my life's not in a bubble 'cause my dollars is subtle

I like it like that, a private life's supposed to be private

I ain't postin' every single time I go to some island

Won't see a plate of food, I might selfie a outfit

Just to remind you I'm that dude, 'case your memory's cloudy

Sincerely Yours

Let the horns talk some more

Sincerely Yours

Let the horns talk some more

Sincerely Yours

Let the horns talk some more

Sincerely Yours

Now let me talk to 'em

From crunchy cheese doodles to onion and garlics

Maybe some Dipsy Doodles but Funyuns the hardest

From free lunch to brunch in my other apartment

I bought that pretty bitch cash and ripped up the carpet

I'm layin' wood like I did with your aunties

At house jams off a Bacardi, dark as dark in them parties

I'm probably one of her fondest memories to this day

'Cause we fucked, I dress to dance to "Memories"

That reggae hit different back in the day

I vacay in Montego Bay and

Stayin' free of drama, fleein' from karma

On Sea-Doos doin' knots with a knot in my trunks

Spendin' wet money at Tiki bars, part of me drunk

Other part, naturally high off life

Bartender chick thick, she on me like white on rice

My sword'll throw some thunder in that

Cat, shorty gave me the eye on sight

Told my wife she go both ways, guess I'ma buy all night, look

Street loner, never needed a stamp

Street business the same way I loan me an advance

Still ride through the P's, jump out the Lamborghini and dance

Celo champ, hunnid or four and better leave in his hand

Here I am, war scars galore, still I'm standin' tall

With that one of a kind laugh and smile you adore

Made some mistakes along the way, but don't we all?

Even the brightest diamonds flawed, I'm sure

Sincerely Yours

Let the horns talk some more

Sincerely Yours

Let the horns talk some more

Sincerely Yours

Let the horns talk some more

Sincerely Yours

Now let me talk to 'em