Van Gogh

Pull up on em and we way deep, anything we say go Shorty say she hate the fame, she think I can’t be faithful I know my aura, aye, Jay green, and that he like a Bengal Every verse another painting, name me next to Van Gogh Name me next to Van Gogh, I think I can handle Any accolade, yeah I’m acting made, that’s just how demand go Treat me like a vandal, I still keep my 10th toe down Taught that loyalty brings you royalty so I guess I can’t fold Gotta stay true to the very few who never let me take my foot off And even now when I think I should have, they tell me to shut all that shit up Get out, you gotta get up, spending all of your time getting high Well me too, but I got a need to make sure that my family feel satisfied Look deeper into my eyes, past hazel green, past day dreams Never could rock with the A-Team, on my own before 18 Had to make my own mistakes, had to feel like “what a waste” Got up, still had to chase the b-a-g, couldn’t be waiting for that thing to appear all in my place Every song you hearing crates, layer kick drums on 808’s Like let’s get some and embrace, let’s get funky on this bass ‘Cause I’m a dirty dancer, with worthy answers, not Bernie sanders But the soul of an old Jewish man in your face yelling “what a disgrace” Pull up on em and we way deep, anything we say go Shorty say she hate the fame, she think I can’t be faithful I know my aura, aye, Jay green, and that he like a Bengal Every verse another painting, name me next to Van Gogh Name me next to Dali, misunderstood and jolly Spit in hallways in Cheltenham, grew to fans thats’ out to Bali Women like “gee golly,” she gagging, ain’t no lolli Feeling like Austin powers, lost in the flowers, no cauli, yah mean, I mean I’m hella positive and love-filled, and somehow do not give a f*ck still Short temper when my blood spills, can’t differentiate what’s real Ain’t famous, I just let the buzz build, people recognize I got enough skill Opportunity seemed real narrow like pushing wheelbarrows uphill Yeah like pushing wheelbarrows up Wanna laugh and cheer, but if I have a beer, then my Crohn’s will start flaring up So I blow it down my with bud, and hold it down in my cut If Crates sent the beat, then I don’t gotta hear it ‘cause I know the sound will line up This chemical arrangement type shit that’ll let you ditch your day shift Even if I couldn’t ever, I still know I’m better, so it’s set in stone I can’t quit And it’s ‘bout so much more than cash, I’m swarming fast, making makeshift Inevitably he peaked your favorite, as evidence, see the schemes and cadence As evidence, see the schemes and cadence He gon’ be the greatest Accept it now or face it Pull up on em and we way deep, anything we say go Shorty say she hate the fame, she think I can’t be faithful I know my aura, aye, Jay green, and that he like a Bengal Every verse another painting, name me next to Van Gogh As evidence, see the schemes and cadence He gon’ be the greatest Accept it now or face it