Conceited

If you leave me I won't trip 'cause I can buy some bitches
She caught me flirting with a chick. Fly and thighs was bigger
She liking how the fuck I live plus my style is different
So nice, she offered me a sip but I see fizzing in it
It's sickening is it, it ain't hard to believe, Uh
My skin is glistening I ain't even sweating, I mean
Why have a type they all attracted to me?
Sheesh
Some wanna Skype others wanna text greens, I mean
I'm what they like even offered they keys,
Sheesh
Transformed a dyke 'cause she just wanted to see I mean
These denim jeans were customer designed by me
Please
Make sure you think before you double cross kings, he's him
I'm made in the image of king of kings,
3M, I light up and shine in the dark streets,
CM, Punk you niggas out of the league,
TM, trademarked my logo and everything and that's a fact

I just pray I'm not conceited these days, No
'Cause this for you that's why I'll never take days off

I'm selfishly selfish, I keep helping you out for me
I'm helplessly helping, I hope time's not running out on me

Where do I draw the line on the shit I won't do?
How the fuck I lie like I ain't provoke you?
Why do I act surprise when I can't control you?
What do I do with pride when it's time console you?

I'm steady in this dream, Tesla's help my mourning
Red paint on the seats, wood grain, she horny
With this tint they can't see, just give me head, don't worry
Play some shit unreleased, this spatial sound is roaring
Of course he bumping Marcus Waine with the hoes
But I throw Al-Doms on when I go buy me some clothes
Buildings and land is just the shit that I'm on
Invested in things these niggas can't even hold
Aluminum screens with 200 mesh
Is how I fuck up the scene and why I don't rest
Nigga it's chess respond and react to what's thrown at me
The best and I haven't even turned 23
Mike Jordan, King James in this bitch
But all my me talking I'm 'bout to lose you
So

I just pray I'm not conceited these days, No
'Cause this for you that's why I'll never take days off

I'm selfishly selfish, I keep helping you out for me
I'm helplessly helping, I hope time's not running out on me

Where do I draw the line on the shit I won't do?
How the fuck I lie like I ain't provoke you?
Why do I act surprise when I can't control you?
What do I do with pride when it's time console you?

Know sooner or later, I'll have to tell you what you mean to me
It can't stay in me
I'll tell you secrets please don't you say a thing
Baby girl I hope that you never leave me
But I don't really know no more
No I don't really know no more
I don't know what Ima do I don't know what Ima do
I don't know what Ima do for you



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Fontes
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