An Idea Was Born

I wanna see some gun fingers if you're Fully Lidge Couple adult situations, we was fully kids That's why I'm for the kids, that's why I can't kill you But, I'll make a hit, cross 'em off the list Nigga, I'm a novelist I'd read anything they say was gonna make me rich I had to take these risks But, when you've paid back the plug, you ain't makin' piss Now, it's smellin' like somewhere the bacon is You failed to pass your phone (yeah) And I smell the acetone (look) They say I'm an inspiration, I'm just a hustler, nigga I been Lidge and my nigga's tryna bust that trigger Remember goin' crazy when he lost that squiller If you feel she's seen the paper, gotta take her scissor I ain't done a main stage, but I opened for RZA I ain't really smoke much, I'm professional, nigga (baby) I just done Glasto', get the Cali and Rizla I'm tryna shut down Paris like Pharrell and Jigga I'm a artist (baby), gold age, where my palazzo? This ain't BBL music, yeah, all of it is natural (baby) It's a hood renaissance, let me paint a Picasso I'm used to doin' dope shit, I did it without dope I'm high right now, but I'm more than rational Need my Fully Lidge family on a international And my journey, that shit ain't never been diagonal Always learnin', I ain't never been a natural I wanna see some gun fingers if you're Fully Lidge (ya dig?) She was a champion lover, champion lover Couple adult situations, we was fully kids She was a champion lover, champion I wanna see some gun fingers if you're Fully Lidge Green, grass is grown Couple adult situations Hell, the grass is grown She was a champion lover, champion lover She was a champion lover, champion (okay) Green, grass is grown Hell, the grass is grown (okay) She was a champion lover, champion lover