Butterfly

Come my lady C-Come my lady Come my lady C-Come my lady If you looking for an answer Then I'll tell you get a clue It's young E-Jayy And This is what I do Yeah I rap and I make beats Posted in the stu I stay cooking up in here Yeah I treat this shit like soup Mixing up ingredients Yeah Imma keep it true Ain't talking bout religion I'm talking bout the tools That's a pencil and a pad That I could've used for school But I got money and a talent So Imma put them both to use Go ahead Pick a sample that sounds so wavy Add some drums and some lyrics Now that shit sounds gravy Put in work in the mix No I can't get lazy Yeah I'm out to represent I'm a 90's baby People don't see what I dream And they think it's crazy But Imma make it all happen No if's so's or maybes So I'm chilling with my girl So I told her come my lady So I told her come my lady Come my lady C-Come my lady Come my lady C-Come my lady Come my lady C-Come my lady Come my lady C-Come my lady All I need is one mic All I need is one shot My voice is like a clip And Imma keep that thing cocked Remember sunny days And I remember dark ones When I couldn't deal with shit So I went to go and spark one I was posted on the block Give a f*ck if the cops come Hid the work in my drawls If they stopped then I did run I'm all about the funds I don't do this shit for fun Cause it really ain't no fun When you living like a bum And your pockets on church girl Cause you really ain't got none Yeah you flipped a couple grams Now you thinking you the plug? Ain't gonna knock you off your hustle Hope your trap jump So Imma go ahead and cuddle with my lady Tell her come Come my lady C-Come my lady Come my lady C-Come my lady Come my lady C-Come my lady Come my lady C-Come my lady And Imma tell my girl come Cause I ain't tryna chill with y'all Wasting time I'm tryna stack this bread You heard Dash Gang Yeah