Two Worlds

I am the man it' is simple
I plant the dick on her dimple
Can't really explain what that did for her mental
But I never judge her that's just what she into

Slid that shit right in her wind tube
She begging to breathe
Then beg me to stay I beg her to leave
I gotta eat, my pallet is different
Lamb in my system
I had enough chicken
They came home to roost
The whip we just ordered
I hated the roof
I chopped it
The coupe is a reese
Outside chocolate
Inside pb

Pack from dot
Pack from tampa
Keep it on the floor
Pigs tryna jam us
Collect call quarters
What a tall order
Mama can't afford us
She shoulda had daughters
Shoulda had abortion
Coulda had a mortgage
I was a baby, she thought I ain't know shit
That was the notion that noski resented
I couldn't take what the world was presenting
Government gouda & ebt chicken
Daddies was dipping when we needed spending
I had to get it my pockets was midget
Yes I was livid with life I was living
Couldn't give up boy that's not how I give it
Thought about posting the block till I pivot
Thought about boasting a lot when I shitted
I ask forgiveness way after forensics
Count it count it up
Count it up just like I print it

What do you want? what do you need
I want the gwap ayeeee, I need the breesh
Cop out the lot, gimme the keys
Snatched em
Did the dash on my past
Look back when
Fuck the plaques put the cash in the cabinets

I'm a big tipper
Deleon sipper
Rarely gon pick up
Bouta cop a beeper
Tatting my visa
Kicking my feet up
I wrote this shit I was out in abiza
Wit keisha
Niggas we scored on
Tryna keep a war goin
My dior kicks got blood on em
Fuck all them peons
I split a 4 for 4 wit keion
Funny how we on
Yo bitch throw me the skin
& I brought it back like I'm deion
I'm not in my prime
You could get hot
But not on my time
& not on my watch
K's for ya clique it's like two thurl niggas
Y'all ain't even fucking with my two world niggas

Might call kam, killa killa
Kor gon slide wit some whores to the villa,
Greg gotta porsche, red & black, came with the zips like thrilla
This shit scripture,
Gotta talk wit ta so y'all really get the picture
Ain't no mix ups
Ain't no games no tendos
Can't switch on my people
Step up in the booth like him
There he go
My hoes fight like Kim & Shego
I could die right now-

It's a riot, it's alright
It's a riot, it's alright
It's a riot, it's alright

It's a riot in my head everyday
Put out fires in my head everyday
Look for quiet in my head everyday
Pray I die up in my bed everyday
Pray I'm handsome in that box when it's over
Pray I leave the world lil less colder
Shouldn't listen to that devil on my shoulder
No sir no sir no sir

Cause it's riots in my head everyday
Put out fires in my head everyday
Look for quiet in my head everyday

Know I hope my mama love me everyday
Know I cope wit the trauma every way
Know I rolled all my 8th in this j okay okay
That's okay

Cause it's riots in my head everyday
Put out fires in my head everyday
Look for quiet in my head everyday