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Pretty boy flow put this face on a runway I'm spitting more verses than a Christian on a Sunday Ticket to the top baby you know it's a one way The plane is pretty slow but life is great I cannot complain Eating Cheerios with the almond milk and honey It's sunny outside and I'm dressing real bummy I went to pet a cat and now my nose is very runny Yeah I'm feeling rich as fuck but I don't have a lot of money Working for my biopic y'all care about your bio pic I been up all night damn I think I need some Cryotin Thinking bout my future trying not to get too myopic Got my own swagger so I do not need to try yo shit Used to look like Kylo Ren or wait was his name Rylo Ken Sorry Mr.Lucas I ain't watch it I cannot pretend Hate it when they 37 still rapping about they Benz Couldn't be me when I finish it's gone be with bang That some shit I probably shouldn't try to glorify If you looked into my mind at night you might be horrified Dreaming about life in purgatory like a poltergeist If you gonna make the sacrifice I hope you know the price She want me to hold her thighs like it cus I hold it tight And her parents love me cus moms taught me to be so polite You act like you an older guy only at my shoulder height Mac been in the lab cooking overnight just like Walter White Call me Jesse always messy y'all are overpriced like Yeti Made Beyond spaghetti with some veggies told my girl it's ready Pacman popping pills go wap wap just like fetti Celebrating life by eating right I don't need no confetti They don't know how I do it they know that I'm gone do it big Already been through it ran through Texas when I was a kid She just hit your phone throwing a fit because you don't commit Put my money in this shit I only got one life to live Actually I put the money on her that's where my mouth is Got consistent drip like my middle name is fountain Coulda took it easy lived my life as accountant Fork was in the road I knew that just wasn't my route man Tryna make it out man trying to make an album Lose my mind daily like a baby smoking talcum When I'm gone at least I know I tried fuck the outcome The best white rapper to do this shit since Malcolm But I'm actually mixed why you rapping bout my bitch bro That's your Achilles heel swimming in the River Styx flow Got my first pair of Kicks from my bro money Mitch tho Never doubt the heart of a champion Tomjanovich flow Ima go back to back Rockets ninety four to ninety five Fucking star was born December twelfth in nineteen ninety nine Please sit back relax enjoy the night with all that extra shine Ima get back to the track I gotta write a couple extra lines Killer in his prime like Kobe keep it lowkey Did it on my own no OG to show me Obi Wan Kenobi said I got the key that's what he told me Bring the heat and I don't mean the iron man no Tony You acting so phony your ass deserve a Tony Smoking with my homie cooking Totinos never lonely In Rome with the pope feeling very very holy Laying in the yard chilling with the rolly pollies Those lines are really soft but they sound hard because my flow clean Dion I was a waiter now she singing I'm feeling so Celine Keep my friends close but my enemies are so close to me Dad told me at a young age that's the way it's supposed to be And I'm supposed to be shining plying pressure like a diamond My bars so cold they change the weather from island back to Iceland I'm smiling while I'm rhyming because I'm always reminded That love at first sight is real and I find it everytime man
Writer(s): Maximillian Armitage Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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