Tuscan Leather Pt. 2

Been in my bag like old ladies at church offering peppermint
They keep on telling me imma a heaven sent
Keeping to myself
Don't raise hell to stay relevant
Been a trending topic can't ever question my relevance
Every time that I drop flows
Ya homies hit ya line like did you hear that new Guapo
You know the shit amazing but you downplay it
Then niggas turn around and steal the sound ain't it
I ain't even mad that's how the shit go
I keep these niggas going like a citgo
Lately I been popping off like crisco
Or hot grits
The shit these niggas dropping is not it
I been fly as hell but never been in a cockpit
Nigga take a step back before I shoot like rocket
I know these niggas out here chain snatching
Ain't materialistic but into high fashion
So I'll be damned if you fuck my fit up
We gone take you for ride like niggas tryna play pick up
Niggas bitches running round like mean girls how they clique up
Lately I'm on some solo shit
And please don't ask me what's in my solo bitch
Prolly a mixture of liquor and raw emotion
Shawty get me drunk that's the only way that I'm open
I'm tryna swim I heard that you got an ocean
Ion do the back and forth this ain't the us open
I be rocking my tennis chains like Wimbledon
Sophisticated can't hang around with no simpletons
Real nigga party, these bitch niggas ain't getting in

All my niggas in VIP
Ballin every season gotta give me the MVP
Ion take breaks like I'm playing in every league
Won't hesitate to shoot if I feel like I'm under siege
Kevin gates with the stamina no fatigue
You know I keep some soldiers with me
Real hittas ready to blow like bob and Whitney
Kyrie with the handles niggas getting shifty
Then they act they forgot let me refresh ya memory
Back in the day these bitches wasn't fuckin with me
Niggas wasn't fuckin with me they still ain't fuckin with me
Like homophones
Left me out to dry been feeling like home alone
I came out on top call me Mcculkin
Prayed on my downfall now these niggas be sulking
Feeling like I'm the sultan
One thing for sure two things for certain
Imma buy my ma a crib before they call this shit curtains
Sleep too peaceful when I know they be lurking
Snakes in the grass
Beheading all of the serpents
Deeper than on the surface
Mad layers peel it back like an onion
Tears in your eyes the progress is stunning
I been through some shit I don't like to speak on
But I will so you can see where I come from
Far from perfect and ain't aiming for it
Some of my flaws are what make them adore me
This been shit been working for me
Every door open up just like skeleton key
Never met nobody I need
Cause they never got what I need
And they never see me for me
I'm just what they can perceive
Some shit you gotta see to believe



Credits
Writer(s): Jaylon Key-lott
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