WORDS

MAJORIS, YOGI

Two bitches they from Cali and New York
The only other thing they got in their mouths
Other than cheap dick are the silvers spoons they've been eating with since they were kids, shit
Too rich to comprehend the abhorrence
Struggling to understand the hours it takes to achieve wishes
Apart from calling daddy by pressing a few digits

Ego be breaking through the ceiling
Too vain to admit it that they be nothing but a gimmick
I can see they dry as fuck
Despite the tea they be spilling,
the attention that they tryna gain for a minute

Caught up in the gossip, captivated by the rumors
Damn, they really got a sense of humor
Y'all think that twitter shit be real
This a different type of deal
Living a joke they playing Truman uh

Bring your new mans to the show
I'm delivering some Popeyes, serving em with the three piece
The shit you talked really teased me
Cut the foreplay I'll fuck you up just to please me

I swear the party needs me
Bringing action, like Michael B. Jordan in a Creed scene
You know you getting owned, exclusive, don't do no leasing
Bringing action in every project I be releasing

Y'all too lame for this shit
Out here tryna make a move
Y'all too late for that shit
Ain't no time for celebration, no champagne in this bitch
Aint settling for shit, til' the last day I exist

Y'all ain't got a clue
How many dishes I done washed
How many bags of waste I took out
Night shifts at a bar

People I used to call brothers
Selling dope and cutting scars
Struggling to live a day, segregated from the large

Working minimum wage so I could make something of me
Ever since it came to surface that shit could indeed get ugly
I'm tryna prove that I'm unlike them fuckers going nutty
Grab an angel by its wings, and strangle it until it trusts me

Prove that I be dope as hell
but I ain't no junkie
I gotta get paid, Like Lana Del Ray,
these bitches love me

Bought me a chain,
Once I lose ambition it grows rusty
Stuck living in the past, shit's already been combusted

Buck Lee I trust these fools to the very last minute
I don't compromise no matter what the truth is revealing
People switch up, when push comes to shove y'all diminish
Brain dead as fuck, y'all tryna make a crucial decision,

Admitting to feelings be like committing to demons

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