Clean House

Ayo it's Mr Bathe in Milk and Dress in Silk
Himself
We got that from a old school player
Who made suuuuure he did the best and always the best
We still rockin with Marcus Ariah
And the new Essx Brand
Go cop that merch
Huh ha ha haaa
Goodfellas the team
Mask Up Volume 3 the tape
And speak up
Cause the squeaky wheel
Always gets the grease

Word up
Ayo my nigga
I'm just still tryna be here
Ya mean, tell niggas to clean house you heard
Your mind all fucked up and all that shit
You gotta clean your room nigga
Word up
I know you fightin them demons and shit
Like that but we gotta keep stickin
Stickin and movin you heard
You and I word up

I used to suffer with my losses in moscato
Any liquor that would follow
Any broad I knew could swallow
Cause her throat was hollow
Social stigma's kept me macho
Deep inside I'm not tho
Mano y mano been equipped
With hopes to hit the lotto
Pickin up gato come too easy
When you deemed a capo
Same with the vatos
So respect us when you see us papo
My scene a slideshow
Where women make us look like pablo
My role aint Escobar
But I stay down until I'm not low
Ya rappers favorite
Cause niggas really think I made it
But you could catch me in the hood
I'm ghetto cultivated
Cultured and favored but I been feelin antisocial lately
Cause everybody just complain and then appropriate it
Never reflective
And I can not ever respect it
Cause I could reach my destination
In several directions
I'm keen with niggas thats around me
I'm very selective
And never rejected
Cause I come back with more than I left with

Word up
That's facts
Aye shorty what you think about that verse right there?
I love it baby
I know you do word up
How my voice sound on that
Mmm your voice sound sexy baby
I know it do baby I know you like that shit
Sho you right
Hahah
You wanna do a adlib or somethin
Lemme get a uhhh
Uhhhh
Yea
Yeaaa

While everybody chasin trends I'm chasin businesses
And startin shit to finish it
They runnin after fame I'm gettin rid of it
Focused on the differences of lookin like I got it or me livin it
I'm tryna buy the island not just visit it
Been stripped of all my innocence
When bridgitt cried when dividends was limited
And it was new, the woman I was witnessing
Tickled by imprisonment
Them walls a probably never see this kid again
Cause if I go caught I'll probably pistol it
Only hands I'm shakin is the homies
Only baby kissed is mine
Only hand out I been gave is what I use to check the time
All this love by el debarge the only thing that rest my mind
Cause all this love I'm gettin now gon probably die
Til I die
Then it's he's this he's that
Nigga tweetin these raps
Bitches under comments writin please call me back
And I aint beggin niggas for no feedback
I'm never on my knee caps
I dont need that
But we can all agree that

I be walkin shit don't I?
Yea you do baby
I just be tryna do a lil somethin somethin
Yo what the fuck

Marcus who the fuck you got in there?
You and your niggas got bitches in this fuckin studio
Oh shit
Ayo everybody get the fuck out the studio
Shorty you gotta leave too
Oh these the fuckin bitches?
I'll beat everybody the fuck up in here