Sitara

I do not know If you go you may just never catch up Where do I go Maybe I'll sleep and just never wake up Maybe I'll keep my foot down on the clutch Maybe this calls for a delicate touch You might catch me rolling dutch for a crutch Might just be better to sit down and hush Just Roll with the flow I dont really know right now Been a minute since we kicked it in the house Been a minute now I guess I'm a brand name Forgot my face now I guess its a damn shame Hood down got me looking like a lampshade All talk but its filled up with dead air Split ways now we in a different head-space Young-blood, sitara Sipping and dripping You could say its karma She might be Youngblood, Sitara Summertime parkas For me and the gang Might need to down a sonata Stuck spitting heat over bedroom beats Infiltrate her dreams just to watch her think Swirling downstream in the bathroom sink She might be Bigger than me Masked up Cairo feels realer than me Fields further than three eyes could see Sunrise come and I wont feel the heat I got the receipt I cashed that check early Been overheated Laid out in a gurney Evil through pearlies They look at me dirty These females too thirsty Name printed on jersey I'll cross that line in a flash Leave these hoes begging for mercy I'm blazing a path Wings on my feet like I'm Hermes In fact Spitting some heat Now I'll drown in the wax Working to eat My hands tied in a pact I can see clearly No need for contacts I can see clearly That she steady missing me Dissing me heavily Too bad she'll never be Youngblood, sitara Sipping and dripping You could say its karma She might be Youngblood, Sitara Summertime parkas For me and the gang Might need to down a sonata Stuck spitting heat over bedroom beats Infiltrate her dreams just to watch her think Swirling downstream in the bathroom sink She might be Youngblood, sitara Sipping and dripping You could say its karma She might be Youngblood, Sitara Summertime parkas For me and the gang Might need to down a sonata Stuck spitting heat over bedroom beats Infiltrate her dreams just to watch her think Swirling downstream in the bathroom sink She might be