Living Room

I got vision of the future, I don't need to plan nothin' foo
1-800 call me if you want it, it ain't nothin' boo
Curved screens and patent leather couches in my living room
Watchin' me like trailers, I'mma say the shit that's comin' soon

Calamari stuck up in my gold teeth, I'm in the Hummer
All for nothin', lookin' out the window at the end of summer
Tell me somethin', talkin' to me like that and then you say you love me
Mane I'm comin', all hail the lord of the underwater

Mane I walked in lookin' down
All y'all fake, back down
Gold on teeth, on crowns
I said, damn, I lock in pounds
Most my life I do not talk about nothin'
But if nothin' turn to somethin' then you best know I'm runnin'
And now they actin' like they this
Now they actin' like they that
If you talkin' on the net, then I.R.L you gettin' smacked
With my left hand, right hand got the dessert eagle
Mane I'm evil, stay with homies, I don't like no other people

I got vision of the future, I don't need to plan nothin' foo
1-800 call me if you want it, it ain't nothin' boo
Curved screens and patent leather couches in my living room
Watchin' me like trailers, I'mma say the shit that's comin' soon

Calamari stuck up in my gold teeth, I'm in the Hummer
All for nothin', lookin' out the window at the end of summer
Tell me somethin', talkin' to me like that and then you say you love me
Mane I'm comin', all hail the lord of the underwater



Credits
Writer(s): Breko Mane
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