Contemplation

F*ck Up in the mornin', scratchin' my head thinkin' what was important Music i make, it could make me a fortune Heart out my chest, I'm done donating organs Gave her good sex now she bringin' misfortune Mad after her, I just tallied the corpses Niggas be scholars then jump off the porch Cop Michael kors, so I want me a porsche Its hella signs I refuse to ignore Bitches f*ck up and then run back for more Show her the proof and embarrass this ho I'm pulling strings like I'm Harrison I just cherish the light, Thomas Edison bro The music you make is a sedative B-bitch, I'll say it again, get repetitive If my niggas can't go, I'mma let them in I keep goin', I'm pushin' the pedal Goin' far i ain't for all the settling Niggas scared of me, cause I be threatenin' spots Yeah, my fit really cost me a lot Yeah, my mouth really cost me a lot Niggas mad, I just connect the dots Niggas mad, they ain't part of the plot You a hoe, you must think we forgot We found out the truth, man, you niggas is FU, I was fuckin' with you, that shit crazy All of this because your ass was lazy So you know I'll be screamin' out safety Because lately I been movin' kinda hasty Niggas goin', I'm takin' shit serious You can't see what I do, you oblivious I can build a whole world like I'm Phineas Excuse the old me for all of the silly shit F*ck F*ck F*ck F*ck