Close To Me (feat. Dom Rocks)

Go on get that ass ready for math class I'm doin' numbers Dummies that's tryin' to do me over I do 'em under I make money out of blunders I learn somethin' from 'em The devil can't touch me I burn somethin' on him I'm not just fire I'm the reason for the summer I'm so high I'm perpetually on the come up Now go ahead and run up You gon' bust yo' lungs up This a climb yo' ladder Lack the rungs for All off in my bag In my bag is where I'm at Like that little piece of cloth Where yo' zipper get catched I mean caught I'm a little bit off But I bet I'm bring that fire to you Like yo' old boss At no cost And never did I have plan to relax I ain't frontin' I just got tired of playin' from the back Ain't nothin' permanent in life That's why I don't got any tats I got a squad full of dolls though I'm callin' 'em brats It seem like everything Is just how it's supposed to be It's all fa' sho' to me It ain't no mo' hopefully's I'm gettin' all inside these pussies Like they ovaries I bet they feelin' it When they ain't even close to me I stay on my toes Like these gym socks So babe get off That bull shit pish posh If you scared of Travis Scott You ain't been moshed I'm a jerk big jerk Til my dick's soft I'm locked in and uploaded I ain't gettin' with the program Bitch f*ck codin' I put it in ya' mouth Like it's made for nut holdin' I'm laced up I ain't the one you sucker Mufuckas' want smoke with I got 'em cluckin' Like Chris Tucker on Friday They mouths droolin' Eyes wide and dilated I wait until they get they highest And annihilate 'em I'm a god not God Let the Messiah save 'em It's a reason for everything You betta' find yours I walk a hole straight through 'em Bitch I don't mind doors I got a read on you crazy fucks Like Mein Kampf You barkin' up the wrong tree Like a blind dog It seem like everything Is just how it's supposed to be It's all fa' sho' to me It ain't no mo' hopefully's I'm gettin' all inside these pussies Like they ovaries I bet they feelin' it When they ain't even close to me