It's Whatevr

Look, look, look
Crowd going crazy in the colosseum
I'm on top, phony niggas not
Like your nostril leaking
Fossil seeking like a paleontologist
Only going up from here they never gave me an option
It's inevitable I climb my pedestal and continue to be exceptional
Whoever ain't with it can suck my testicle
Now from right to left with a capital F
I figuratively and physically fuck these inferior fallacies
That Suli ain't causing a lyric catastrophe
You better off working at Applebee's
Gon and pass to me
Warming up so all this heat ain't even the best of me
School'll sell a Big Bird like it was Sesame Street
But the blessing received
I wasn't pressed with selling these keys
All it taught me was them life lessons with keys like
Don't matter if it's white or black, the note is always beautiful
And when you out of tune, go get to work like in a cubicle
Always stay sharp even though your life is flat
Keep grinding till you're natural then never looking back
That's on God
(Bitch, That's on God)
Suli
(Yeah Yeah, Ah)

Crowd going crazy in the colosseum
I hit her with the oochie wally wally papa leanin
You think the Holy body body prolly stop a demon?
It's Whatever, I'm on

Crowd going crazy in the colosseum
I hit her with the oochie wally wally papa leanin
You think the Holy body body prolly stop a demon?
Fuck it
It's Whatever, I'm on

Mama told me dream more ostentatious than blanco occupations
Got to fight this
I guess you gotta work a lil harder
When your pigment black as night shifts
They told me to stay righteous
But is faith as clear as my iris?
Or is it blindness?
I needed a friend like Charlie Brown needed Linus on Christmas
What feels the best? Given a throne and crowned your highness or christened?
Conscience imprisoned, my mind go feeling indifferent
If all this shit is fake then where did my dime go?
All them seventh days prayed up
Just for them to fake and make the gates up
Telling these struggling homes they covered like makeup
"To get to heaven, can't be strangers
Gotta come stay and pray but pay up"
And yes we paid up
All of them tithes and offerings
What if its origin is lies and mockery?
All on gram you see them blue checks
Talking bout them idols with a cross and knee to the ground and they head bowed
By that same token, they feel like Jesus cuz the got they own disciples and apostles
Please

Crowd going crazy in the colosseum
I hit her with the oochie wally wally papa leanin
You think the Holy body body prolly stop a demon?
It's Whatever, I'm on

Crowd going crazy in the colosseum
I hit her with the oochie wally wally papa leanin
You think the Holy body body prolly stop a demon?
Fuck it
It's Whatever, I'm on

(It's Whatever, I'm on)
(Mmm I'm on)
It's Whatever, I'm on
(Colosseum)
(Papa leanin')
(Stop a demon)

Fuck it
It's Whatever, I'm on



Credits
Writer(s): Sulaiman Mausi Jr., Jonathan Hogue
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