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In love with control Love picking my role I'm back on the road I hit on the nose I know what I know I know it I know I know what I know I know it I know In love with control Love picking my role I'm back on the road I hit on the nose I know what I know I know it I know I know what I know I know it I know I know how this goes I know where to go I'm smoking on punch Eating breakfast for lunch She eating me up like munch I must admit Bad ass bitch I slide to her crib Got bad ass little kids This life is a dream Hope they never gone pinch If niggas still salty then Imma cook with it You know I'm good with it You know I'm good for it The feeling euphoric The calls get ignored Was shedding some tears But my heart is so cold that the tears turned to snow And I live in glass homes and I been getting stoned They still throwing stones, never touching the throne I'm in love with control but you know how it goes My head on a swivel, I stay on my toes I need the control, only way I can cope (Yeah, yeah, yeah) In love with control Love picking my role I'm back on the road I hit on the nose I know what I know I know it I know I know what I know I know it I know In love with control Love picking my role I'm back on the road I hit on the nose I know what I know I know it I know I know what I know I know it I know F*ck control of the world, we looking for peace F*ck diamond and pearls, I'm still fighting sleep In love with these girls, I think Imma tweak They want more control, I'm watching they tweets Some of them grew but some of them peaked They can't even peep They waiting for SZA bars, that's so subpar and so far, I'm feeling far Niggas killing their brothers, they something like Scar They craving control even if they get scarred They all on your head, just like a part Her head was on point, just like she Bart More Mona Lisa but I'm not Lil Tuenchi and I'm not DaVinci Want capital ventures, I don't want no problems Thought bullets were curving way that we dodge them Beef with police, if he spot me, he got me Original sound, no carbon copy Was fiend for control, thought no one could stop me No yellow brick road, no Wizard of Ozing Pink brick road, that's where we rose, that's where we grow, that's where we die Niggas full of potential, stuck on the Southside I cannot maintain, I'm losing control I cannot maintain, I'm losing control In love with control Love picking my role I'm back on the road I hit on the nose I know what I know I know it I know I know what I know I know it I know In love with control Love picking my role I'm back on the road I hit on the nose I know what I know I know it I know I know what I know I know it I know