Holy Matrimony

Psychedelics, I'm propelling to the morning
Fell out with one of my close dogs, still ain't got nothing but love for him
I just need my space right now
No plans

Piped off the psychedelics, I'm propelling to the morning
Red bottoms got thorns in them, look like Jesus wore 'em
We holy about everything, it's a matrimony
We holy about everything, it's a matrimony
Worst thing you can do to me is turn out to be a phony
Told you this shit ain't new to me
I see right where I'm going
I was in my own head, I know these niggas can't hold me
I was in my own head, I know these niggas can't hold me

Fell out with one of my day ones, I still ain't got nothing but love for him
Taking sips of my styrofoam, getting questioned by my first born
Putting product all on the scale, meanwhile I had an epiphany
Can't tell neither one of my kids no, this run personal
That hat, I got out the gallery
I'm burning the kush like a calorie
Young nigga wiping your nose, he got allergies
Took me a piece and I went out the galaxy
Watch out for snakes, 'cause these niggas be rattling
Come out the jungle, I turn into a animal
Handle my business, I don't need no manager
Get to it daily, I don't need a calendar
Stack house

Piped off the psychedelics, I'm propelling to the morning
Red bottoms got thorns in them, look like Jesus wore 'em
We holy about everything, it's a matrimony
We holy about everything, it's a matrimony
Worst thing you can do to me is turn out to be a phony
Told you this shit ain't new to me
I see right where I'm going
I was in my own head, I know these niggas can't hold me
I was in my own head, I know these niggas can't hold me

Dior shades on, I disappear, like I'm Julian on Big Daddy
They set back relaxed, and I turnt up, I could've been had it
Been wilding out on hoes, don't get it mixed up, I'm not Nick Cannon
She only message me on her finsta, that's how we been rapping
I was out for the lick
I'm in her throat for the vocals
She wanna swallow my kids, I don't wanna approach her
Ain't got no time for a bitch, I was laying unfocused
Might take over your shit, we don't need a promoter

Piped off the psychedelics, I'm propelling to the morning
Red bottoms got thorns in them, look like Jesus wore 'em
We holy about everything, it's a matrimony
We holy about everything, it's a matrimony
Worst thing you can do to me is turn out to be a phony
Told you this shit ain't new to me
I see right where I'm going
I was in my own head, I know these niggas can't hold me
I was in my own head, I know these niggas can't hold me

I had racks in the sofa
Hid racks in the den
I had racks in the jar
Hid racks in the Benz
Took that bitch to the bank
Took ya bitch to the
I had lost my breath
We was back on the end
I had copped back there

I can't stop myself, I don't know where to end