I ask her Is this really what you want to do

I ask her is this really where you wanna go

I ask her is this really where you wanna be

If it is you can follow me

She was the sister of brothers

But I had visions to fuck her

Beauty came from her mother

Her skin was coke of the butter

I had to dial up her number

And show her the roar thunder

You know I'm wrapping the head

Practicing painting with rubbers

We used to be under covers

And always fucked undercover

But then she moved from the state

And we became distant lovers

She sent some pics on snap

Ass sitting on sinks

And she make some stories

Dreaming bout the next time we link

Handcuffs and the straps

A couple whips on the rack

How she arching her back

how she'd be choking me back

Shorty was a real freak

And she took pride in her work

And yea her daddy was gone

But that aint measure her worth

Ethic of a hustler

Mind of a genius

Cutthroat manner

So just pardon the meanness

Often misjudged

But she got play defense

Cause them clown ass ****

Stay shooting like arenas

Found out later she was

Boujie up the state

Might let a **** eat but never finish

Off the plate

Stay getting asked but always turning down the dates

Seeing all the eyes of them other

Hoes hate

I ask her Is this really what you want to do

I ask her is this really where you wanna go

I ask her is this really where you wanna be

If it is you can follow me

I ask her Is this really what you want to do

I ask her is this really where you wanna go

I ask her is this really where you wanna be

If it is you can follow me

Should I put my hands over my head and swan dive in this bitch

Or should I just go feet first

Who gon teach these kids the music thats gon make em wanna dance

I'll honest Think the next generation in search

I mean Nas had Kim and Cole had Nas

And you can hear the inspirations through my flaws while I'm writing these bars

And maybe we up next

I mean the pickings slim

Not tryna flex but we ain't built like them

See I been writing this shit

Before I even could grip

The real powers in the words I express

I stress to them but I never will stress

And to the **** who say otherwise please promptly address me

Pen game too crucial

Beg a **** to test me

And now Sitting wondering where the pen will take me

Will it save me

She said that She didn't even know that I rapped

And now shes expecting tracks now that she's arching her back

But there's always strings attached

Olympic medalist these women they be moving so fast

At least she get to the point

She get a gram of that hash and put it all in the joint

She said she hate moving fast I told her I'll take it slow

Slower than turtle race

Slower than traffic getting back home

She said she wants something more

I told her I'm in my zone

She said She already know

Can't give it all that I got

These ain't the problems you want

You want to find out what I'm on girl let's jus talk about it

I wanna know what turns you on girl let's just talk about it

And all those priors allegations girl let's just talk about it

But I ain't looking for relations let's not talk about it

You want to find out what I'm on girl let's jus talk about it

I wanna know what turns you on girl let's just talk about it

And all those priors allegations girl let's just talk about it

But I ain't looking for relations let's not talk about it