My shawty just called

Said she done with the drama

She don't fuck with the transformations that come with the commas

She not comfortable knowing bitches wanna fuck me for Guala

She gon' fuck for the Dollar

She reluctant to speak on topics in future tense

I only been obsessed on where I'm gon'

I'm obsessed with building business

She obsessed with building homes

I confessed I been addicted to the wealth and how it's grown

It don't mean shit knowing I'm selfish while she still get left alone

I'm a glorious man

From the Dirt emerged a Tulip like the florist had planned

I ain't been forcing my hand to score through the defense

I just contort where I am to morph into pieces

More conducive for the puzzled mind

Subtle lines the undertones of greatness getting underlined

Undesired pockets getting hung inside the closest

Till it's summer time

My confidence been booming since the check though

We use to take the metro to impress every set show

My efforts to connect flow was paralleled by corporate

In Attempt to keep my checks low

Them pay day drops ain't pay me

My bae would often take me out to offset feeling crazy

Her honesty had saved me from the conscious thoughts of lately

She like, you a gifted boy scripting shit like Sigmund Freud

Lift the pen until the pen you lift can not be lift no more

Someday you gon' be King and for a king they gonna sing for Joy

And now she see truth and see this shit a ploy

My shawty just called

Said she done with the drama

She don't fuck with the transformations that come with the commas

She not comfortable knowing bitches wanna fuck me for Guala

She gon' fuck for the Dollar

She reluctant to speak on topics in future tense

I only been obsessed on where I'm gon'

I'm obsessed with building business

She obsessed with building homes

I confessed I been addicted to the wealth and how it's grown

It don't mean shit knowing I'm selfish while she still get left alone

My mom on my line

My baby girl growing old so it's hard to decline

Her pride & joy across the country

Morphing rappers into lunch meat

The numbers nile got crunching

Got me wondering how we put all this money up in the laundry

Yeah and we gon' wash it

In a mosh pit I'm a profit two ways

I saw the funds before we had them one's in bouquets

I gotta smell my flowers need em potent

As freshman opens of sour and when I, yeah

And When I fertilise my baby girl

What she birth might save the world

And I'ma tell my youngin, know this

Best revenge is ya focus

This world is pictures in motion

And don't you stick to the script

They pitt me against Leonardo's for what I did to this shit

I paint a picture the blind could touch and visualise

Product so popping cut out middle guys

Hoes chirping me, calendar circle me cause the currency

Them dollar hoes get a dollop of dick then politic

My shawty just called

Said she done with the drama

She don't fuck with the transformations that come with the commas

She not comfortable knowing bitches wanna fuck me for Guala

She gon' fuck for the Dollar

She reluctant to speak on topics in future tense

I only been obsessed on where I'm gon'

I'm obsessed with building business

She obsessed with building homes

I confessed I been addicted to the wealth and how it's grown

It don't mean shit knowing I'm selfish while she still get left alone