Lacy

Guilty feelings bout the gluttony You quick to consume Smells like bullshit in the air Go get yo cheap perfume Stacks on stacks in my mind That I'm counting Manifesting my destiny Busting up in your girl Yeah she horny Trauma made me philosophical I hate the cold, I'm tropical The days feel like an obstacle My hurt made me robotic Oh, damn this shit kind of easy Chick magnet My looks made this shit easy peasy What's happening Such a pretty girl Wanna be on my arm If you let me be your man We can build up a farm In that country ass state Michigan Where you from It's actually a city, it just rhymes with the song Baby, I'm not here to cop a feel We can fall in love you know make this real The beauty in your smile ignites the fires in me You're the last thing I think about when I go to sleep When I box, I kick the floor Nigga I'm moving my feet Could give a fuck about your categor Nigga I'm unique I'm 15 next year I'm seventeen I lived in Irv but I still don't know the streets