Elegance

Life's so elegant
Love ain't relevant
Just some fuckery
Don't invest in it
Why you fuck me
I ain't liking it
Life's so elegant
Love ain't relevant
Just some fuckery
Don't invest in it
Why you fuck me
I don't like that shit

Money doesn't last forever.
I may have treasures.
I may feel pleasure.
With money comes endeavors.
With money, I'm improving my scenes.
With money, I'm making my schemes.
I was laid back, off that heavy cream.
Looking from the mezzanines.
Three headed goat seeing two headed snakes.
Closest people could be the most fake.
Certain bonds, the biggest mistake.
Lie behind my back, truths to my face.
People say there is proof in the cake.
I can see poison, the batter inflates.
Money makes people switch every day.
I stick to my circle, just wait.

Life's so elegant
Love ain't relevant
Just some fuckery
Don't invest in it
Why you fuck me
I ain't liking it
Life's so elegant
Love ain't relevant
Just some fuckery
Don't invest in it
Why you fuck me
I don't like that shit

Yuh that money calling
Me and Port balling
6 in the morning
Shit got me yawning
Tell shawty come in
Now you here moaning
Nigs be hating, send em some wishes
Be the same one that be simping to bitches
We gon take em, just like some pictures
They want smoke, but I ain't got Swishers
Sit there like a candle, waiting to get lit
Like me some Mami's, sucking they tits
If we can not vibe then I ain't with it
Say I am a Badazz just like I'm Boosie
Yaint smoking my pack, Iain't no Boosie
Call me Big Poppa, didn't know I was Juicy
You ain't got shit, I'm gon take this ducey
On them Fans for Racks
She gon throw it backs
On them Fans for Racks
She gon throw it backs



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Writer(s): D.j Abraham
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