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Song Lyrics:
Yeah, Sensei went crazy on this one, uh //
Hey, in retrospect to everything I'm doing good //
Like the furniture at home, man, I knew I would //
And I'm expected to be great for the greater good //
I got an engine in my heart, I don't need the hood //
And yeah, that's real talk //
She gave descriptions of your dick and said it's real small //
Ceramic coating on my heart and now they pissed off
Yeah, that's real soft //
She took her heels off, I popped the wheels off //
But check it, you set the game back to beginner //
Horns on my face, J. Cole, born sinner //
Warm package here, you hit me up and i deliver //
Still the same kid, but I'm not the same nigga //
Hey, not the same, nah, nah //
Not the same, not the same nigga //
You know I'm steady bossing //
Swag too cold, drippin' like a faucet //
Everybody lie, but try to be honest //
Little nigga on the side, but she hopping on it //
Wait - but I keep it discrete though //
Only getting high, hit me up where the trees grow //
Always working hard, man, I rep for my people //
Versace on her neck, look, you can't even speak bro //
And I be running like a real nigga iin these streets (hey) //
Sensei's 808 got her down on her knees (hey) //
Still got a lot to learn though I carry these degrees, yeah //
Know a nigga lit, I might take this overseas, overseas (hey) //
So lil' nigga lean back, your rap stays whack //
Asking me for beat packs //
Purple in my cup, soda bottle, lean stack //
I'm good with your niggas but paper I need that, I need that //
And I can tell that you are feeling this //
But funny how you feel yourself more, when you're closing that door //
And you watching women on the internet //
Only thing is, they don't give a shit //
Celibate //
Good times, now I feel like taking it back //
'Cause she was having fun, I was having panic attacks uh //
Last gift, tell that girl that Christmas is back //
Kinda weird having condoms with my juice in your trash, right? //
And I don't waste time //
I praise God then I take what's mine //
Lil' nigga, on a verse I shine, up I climb //
Light skinned, I got dimes //
You a special motherfucker if you on my mind, hey //
So tell me if you down for the team //
I got your girl comfy in the sheets, boy //
Yuh, I got your girl comfy in the sheets, boy //
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