A Show To Do

I got a show to do
Gotta show and prove
Had a shawty tell me that I'm
Unapproachable
That's all lies
That ain't even close to true
Show them eyes
Eat the dick up
How she posed to chew
Can't do that
How I'm posed to go wit you
Can't even do the shit
That you supposed to do
I don't ever trip
Expectations been low
Like your money flow
That shit been slow

Cuffin like a cop
Carl Winslow
You'll never get your shot
Through a closed window
So I'm kicking doors down
Fuck opportunity knockin
I'm hungry so I need it
Leave wit it in my pocket
Stacked it
Flipped it
Twist it
Bop it
Think you fuck wit Milli
Nigga you need to stop it
Your girl said I'm whipped cream
Her favorite toppin
Dunked on your bitch
NY Knick like Toppin

My right hand the Ice Man
We ain't nothing nice man
Take a trip we pushing whips
Cuz he don't do the flight thang
Roll up marijuana
Down the coast of Carolina
If you need a number
Tell him to go get it and he got her
Folgers in the cup
This the one to wake em up now
When I wake and bake
Got me feeling like I'm stuck now
All them days I fiend for more
I couldn't fight the feeling
You want it you can get it
Nigga
That's God willing
Been around the world
Seen a lot of places
Bitches on they knees
Cuz I'm in they good graces
Your bitch wit me
Flex on her with ease tho
Catholic school chicks
Really be some freak hoes
Finna shoot my shot
She lookin easy like a free throw
Said it's too big
She ain't talking bout my ego
Treat her like a second option
Shawty on the b roll
Milli coming up
You gotta get it on the d low

I never tasted wedding cake
Them parties look exhausting
Getting to the green
But I never been to Boston
Look at my ambition
Just grind and never bitchin
Look at the sides
You see I'm never switchin
Can't call me Homer
Cuz I never been a Simp Son
Said I'm fuckin all his hoes
Never hit this one
Tomorrow different story
Don't ever say never
Gimme good brain
But she never been clever



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Writer(s): Emile Blackman
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