FEATHERWEIGHT

Ayy, yah yah yah yah yah yah Yeah Stop playing with a nigga like he ain't educated You know all the shit that I made and it's never fading And we out here, we been out here motherfucker Don't act like we ain't up at the dimmest days in the darkest nights Look He got his shit all laid out like it's his first day of school He gone be killing em, The rap's over Tupe, Lupe, he kicking it Wish he was too paid to break the generated curse His birth was, his adrenaline To have the fans witness from Switzerland way to Venice The pen is so stupid shit is stupendous The way it glistens, it's cocoa butter The slickest nigga that you ever seen on the scene Light camera flickers when reflecting his vision Such a star bro traveled far for this mission His purpose wasn't on purpose, he made it by accidentals He have a story, the scripture Why don't you stick to the script and figure it out by yourself He been the shit, been enigma Keep Mona Lisa's in the vault So maybe one day niggas gone get the picture Then it's time to celebrate Floyd Mayweather packs Shit that give him featherweights Starchild shit floating Bitch meet at heaven's gate Shit wake me up when the pastor say Amen And that's just it man I'm just here Making moves with Indica No repercussions This reproduction And I want you to know I am your little brother Amen I swear to God this sounds so soulful Don't you agree We up at the motherfucking dimmest days And the darkest nights Forever young nigga