Cloth Talk

I hardly ever feel alone
But when I do
It's hard enough to actually say I'm feeling low
Always been the one they lookin for
For the finger roll
"Figaro Figaro" I been singing
To keep the meter from bleeding more
My mind is fighting my energy
I ain't seeing ghost
I'm seeing parts of me that I ain't never seen before
Here to stay or here to go
We ain't taking both
(Woah)

Smoother than baby booty
So wrap me up in the Coogi
I'm talking to my contacts
Feelin' out all the colors and
Talk it out with my brothers
That's how I balance contrast
Top ten nigga I don't got no options
My pops been wringing on my ear lobes...
(That's crazy)
Still gettin better, gotta hustle for that one percent
She don't wanna talk less we sippin' on that ten percent
These rap heads fake like
They kids throwin' temper tantrums
Learned they don't be pen 'n padding
They don't got no anthems
Unless they paid for it
Cop a watch to show it off
Cop a whip and show the sauce
Know I ain't gone be involved
I ain't here for it
Dropped a couple tapes
Did my thing at big estates
Now they telling me they feeling greedy, man
They want more
So what I do...
Focus up

Shawty playin' games aiming at me with the super soak
Blaster, big drip
I might have to FaceTime pastor
Lord please forehead for the ashes
I'm tapped in
Years ago I had a dream
Put the pen on 10 scribble desk how I locked em in
Now I feel the beat from within
It just come to me, the boy too luxury
(And the cloth talk)
Silk and the cotton, I'm sittin on satin
And popping the top of the button
Hop on the scene and pop in the party
Who ready to rock in the function
Snackin' on these beats for eats
Ion do no lunches