More of That (prod. SenseiN3SS)

I need more of that
I'm a nice guy

I need more of that
Need some more of that
Don't blow my line
Don't hit me back
You can't afford that
That pussy biting
Told that bitch
I need some more of that
She talking 'bout the world
I told her I'll be tourin' that
Haters out chea being fake
They giving more dabs
I've been having less sleep
And taking more naps
Heard they ain't like me
So I went and made some more raps
Like really who else out chea snapping
Like your boy Cass
Niggas acting like they is
But they ain't on that
When it's beef
I finish shit like Mortal Kombat
Just nutted all up in her eye
Fucked up her contacts
They picked my dawg up
'Cause he had too many contacts
All in field ain't playing sports
But deal with contact
I get some coke I get some ice
And mix with cognac
I tell my daughter a bunch of stories
'Bout her mom and dad
God damn I need a spend more time
'Cause man she growing fast
Like Cass you get that cash so fast
How long it's finna last
That's why my foot all on the gas
Homeboy don't even ask
Yo bitch gonn' tell you she need space
But really needed Cass
You know the price
But still pull up with only half the cash
I need more of that

I need more of that
Mother fuckers always in your ear talking that bull shit
Acting like they know more than you and shit
Always talking that fuck shit

They like what you doing
What you drinking
What you smoking
What you call it
That ain't indoor
You must be joking
Who supply you
When and why you
Asking questions
Pray to God he
Sent me blessings
Tryna intercept 'em
Niggas lurking
Bitches waiting
Close the curtain
Throw my name in
Conversations
But sticks won't hurt me
Bring them stones out
Write my name down
Make sure they know it's
Young Mufasa
Coming proper
So check your roster
Bring my name up
They gonn' say what?
That I ain't change up
Threw a change up
Caught 'em swinging
So play it safer
Mind your business
Is the moral
You can probably take from
Mind on Mars
My heart on Earth
Foot up in Uranus
Out of space is
Where I go
To get my flows I play it
Let 'em off at
Corny rappers who think I'm fucking playing
I just want that
I just need that
Ain't talking bout your feedback
Best believe that
If you see that
Then you can achieve that
Mind your beeswax
Call me Casper
'Cause you can never see Cass
Don't believe that
I'm the greatest
Then we 'gonn fucking see then
Hard as cement
How you hating
See that's why I don't need friends
Can't believe you
Was my homie
Coming I didn't see that