Letras
Asking all them questions you do police
I done seen too many almost OD
To worry bout flexing with a rolly
You know I was destined if you know me
Only know finesse
I got a trophy
How would you suggest I keep on going
When I'm lonely on my own thing
But they want me try to clone me
Told me really run this beat I'm like say no more
Crackers on the gram think it's sweet acting chocolate maybe smore
Chubby bunny
It be really hard to breathe so I can't chase no whore
Or a drink
Nah it ain't no pour
It be straight but I ain't at core
Water taste galore
Good lord
I need my blessings abundant
I need my lessons to calm it
Watch what you beckon or summon cause my ancestral becoming
Not to be messed with my aggression is something
I am just an adolescent
With a message and Essence of loving
Black and a woman
Magazine girl
The magic is prominent
I got the ratchet it's under control
Spatula
You get flip at the stove
Never been to the grove but I was cutting it close
Cottage before
The heart always knows
They would listen if I said it in prose
But my sentences broken
So I chose to behold
The mic as the coldest, a poet, my growth made them notice
My verses heroic
Can't compete with a novice mean novice
Me know this
They watching and noting
And wishing and hoping ill choke
No way they gone blow me
Asking all them questions you do police
I done seen too many almost OD
To worry bout flexing with a rolly
You know I was destined if you know me
Only know finesse
I got a trophy
How would you suggest I keep on going
When i'm lonely on my own thing
But they want me try to clone me