Aplomb
All the way turnt
Wondering what are we doing today
Coming for number one you in the way
Number two never been goodie enough
All that complaining is really a crutch
I got on my knees and pray to the Lord
To give me the means to finally afford
These luxury cars and rooming and board
So many lessons I had to absorb
So many obstacles I overcome
Live by the sword you die by the gun
Pardon my manners but I gotta run
Fall in that pussy then I gotta run
Key the ignition then I gotta run
Extracurriculars I gotta fund
You dropping duds and I got a bomb
All of this melanin built by the sun
I get this paper plus I got aplomb
Buy her a peach in replace of her plum
Good sinsemilla that fill up my lungs
Got your old lady hair tired in a bun
Fuck on your bitch and you thought she a nun
Give her right back to you after I'm done
I couldn't blame her with all this aplomb yea
Now that we coming correct
These niggas wanna come connect
Man them commas collect
Been casually thumbing a check
Everything on me is wet man I'm covered in sweat
I heard you was trying to defect
But don't you dishonor the set that's hard to accept
The rhetoric hard to dissect
We trying to charter a jet your daughter in debt
And she trying to snack but I'm trying to smack
Goddamn you look girl cut me some slack
I took her somewhere way off of the map
The energy nice but it's kinda compact
I got us a table to dine at the back
And ordered a bottle to swallow and chat
What kind of cerveza you got on the tap
And how is the crab? Put that on the tab
Yea fuck nigga well what are we doing today
Coming for number one you in the way
Number two never been goodie enough
All that complaining is really a crutch
I got on my knees and pray to the Lord
To give me the means to finally afford
These luxury cars and rooming and board
So many lesson I had to absorb
So many obstacles I overcome
Live by the sword you die by the gun
Pardon my manners but I gotta run
Fall in that pussy then I gotta run
Key the ignition then I gotta run
Extracurriculars I gotta fund
You dropping duds and I got a bomb
All of this melanin built by the sun
I get this paper plus I got aplomb
Buy her a peach in replace of her plum
Good sinsemilla that fill up my lungs
Got your old lady hair tired in a bun
Fuck on your bitch and you thought she a nun
Give her right back to you after I'm done
I couldn't blame her with all this aplomb yea
Wondering what are we doing today
Coming for number one you in the way
Number two never been goodie enough
All that complaining is really a crutch
I got on my knees and pray to the Lord
To give me the means to finally afford
These luxury cars and rooming and board
So many lessons I had to absorb
So many obstacles I overcome
Live by the sword you die by the gun
Pardon my manners but I gotta run
Fall in that pussy then I gotta run
Key the ignition then I gotta run
Extracurriculars I gotta fund
You dropping duds and I got a bomb
All of this melanin built by the sun
I get this paper plus I got aplomb
Buy her a peach in replace of her plum
Good sinsemilla that fill up my lungs
Got your old lady hair tired in a bun
Fuck on your bitch and you thought she a nun
Give her right back to you after I'm done
I couldn't blame her with all this aplomb yea
Now that we coming correct
These niggas wanna come connect
Man them commas collect
Been casually thumbing a check
Everything on me is wet man I'm covered in sweat
I heard you was trying to defect
But don't you dishonor the set that's hard to accept
The rhetoric hard to dissect
We trying to charter a jet your daughter in debt
And she trying to snack but I'm trying to smack
Goddamn you look girl cut me some slack
I took her somewhere way off of the map
The energy nice but it's kinda compact
I got us a table to dine at the back
And ordered a bottle to swallow and chat
What kind of cerveza you got on the tap
And how is the crab? Put that on the tab
Yea fuck nigga well what are we doing today
Coming for number one you in the way
Number two never been goodie enough
All that complaining is really a crutch
I got on my knees and pray to the Lord
To give me the means to finally afford
These luxury cars and rooming and board
So many lesson I had to absorb
So many obstacles I overcome
Live by the sword you die by the gun
Pardon my manners but I gotta run
Fall in that pussy then I gotta run
Key the ignition then I gotta run
Extracurriculars I gotta fund
You dropping duds and I got a bomb
All of this melanin built by the sun
I get this paper plus I got aplomb
Buy her a peach in replace of her plum
Good sinsemilla that fill up my lungs
Got your old lady hair tired in a bun
Fuck on your bitch and you thought she a nun
Give her right back to you after I'm done
I couldn't blame her with all this aplomb yea
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Writer(s): Renaldo Mcclinton
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