Mozambique Sultans

Had a bone spur I never caught that growth spurt
I chose work shows overseas I sold merch
My soul hurt, life can be a cold jerk
Still I got my eyes, my ears and my legs thank god they both work
Ain't gotta stylized my life for ya been places
Just do ya set 30 second rest gym basics
Been gracious been embraced vintage Wind breakers
One day I make a couple 100k for hitting stages
Y'all ain't seen nothing yet living life in double x
Chubby checker grubbing at restaurants cashing chubby checks
Backstage shorty rock a slutty dress she know my preference
Told her to chill but she don't listen yo she so aggressive
Back to back meetings staggered sleeping patterns I'm a dreamer
Visualize the realism still I picture Eden
We co-create every moment that we step in
Here today gone tomorrow can be over in a second
Trying to tell me to wait motherfucker no I'm gone
Fuck ya song, you the type sucking and cucking to get on
We don't do that I just invest, I make my loot back
Suleyman I school em on emoluments u knew that
The human monument communist you fond of this
Who trying to diss the finest got you snorting up a line of this
Straight organics out the canister
Peep the mechanics got the stamina that's word
From my medical examiner