Another Man's own
Look
It's okay to want something
But not another man's own
When I sit with my council of angels
I feel like I could get anything I want
And I could
But is it really mine
If it was just another man's own
This the type of attitude that make a real one go to war
Give him a heart of stone
So how could I look myself in the eye and say that
I want someone who'll be mine
And how could I be at peace, if I know I've got who is mine
But someone out there eating fruits of my labor
Biting off the apple of my eye
See when I phone you it ain't just cuz I miss you
Every second with me is a second not with them
They come second
Heck they shouldn't come at all
I'm asking you questions but you just skip em all
And that's calm
I promise I'm not insecure
This phone is a burner a different number from before
I've got angels around me like triple four
I don't need A K, I've got locks on every door
I pray the Lord watches over me
I've got a crowd now that follows me
It ain't as simple as before
Security tighter than we ever was
I love my bed and my pillow
But I would rather on the floor
I meditate and cut myself away from all the world
I find that anything I want, I can afford
But what I treasure are these memories
And the biggest gift of all, the ability to make some more
It's why I want you in my present
But it's funny you don't get it
I've seen this pattern run before
You call it wraps, I write more raps
You say it's because I was too nice, calm
So maybe I should change me
I'd never think of that
You want to change me? I'd never condone that
See I'm a good-looking, razor-sharp, freshly cut
Hard-working child of God, remember that
I'm not a bad boy, you lot can keep that
I tried it in the past, and its useless yeah you lot are psycho
Acting 15 yeah you lot like Geico
Like on creatine, you start another cycle
Pump your blood flow
You get high off this stitch keep your eye low
Build up pain, store in your silos
Call it a roller coaster just a high low
You wrap your meat up, call it gyro
Dine and dash, that ting was a sideshow
To another man, it's his encore
It's his reason for why and for why not
It's his last show
He's seen life go up like the fireworks on July fourth
And then drop low
Cuz of some girl up in his mental making him go numb
Now he's psycho too and the cycle's looking familiar
He's on a tightrope
Swaying side to side, how his ride or die
Finally picked a side so he dies slow
So yeah I know you're charming
You smile good and all of that
Got your bread and own the bakery, and all of that
Self-motivated, cool whip, and all of that
You'll find your special person soon that's a fact
But there's someone who smiles better and all of that
More bread bigger bakery, and all of that
Charming, better whip, and all of that
Then you'll remember how I said
It's okay to want something
But not another man's own
When I sit with my council of angels
I feel like I could get anything I want
And I could
But is it really mine, if it was just another man's own
This the type of attitude that make a real one go to war
Give him a heart of stone
That's time
It's okay to want something
But not another man's own
When I sit with my council of angels
I feel like I could get anything I want
And I could
But is it really mine
If it was just another man's own
This the type of attitude that make a real one go to war
Give him a heart of stone
So how could I look myself in the eye and say that
I want someone who'll be mine
And how could I be at peace, if I know I've got who is mine
But someone out there eating fruits of my labor
Biting off the apple of my eye
See when I phone you it ain't just cuz I miss you
Every second with me is a second not with them
They come second
Heck they shouldn't come at all
I'm asking you questions but you just skip em all
And that's calm
I promise I'm not insecure
This phone is a burner a different number from before
I've got angels around me like triple four
I don't need A K, I've got locks on every door
I pray the Lord watches over me
I've got a crowd now that follows me
It ain't as simple as before
Security tighter than we ever was
I love my bed and my pillow
But I would rather on the floor
I meditate and cut myself away from all the world
I find that anything I want, I can afford
But what I treasure are these memories
And the biggest gift of all, the ability to make some more
It's why I want you in my present
But it's funny you don't get it
I've seen this pattern run before
You call it wraps, I write more raps
You say it's because I was too nice, calm
So maybe I should change me
I'd never think of that
You want to change me? I'd never condone that
See I'm a good-looking, razor-sharp, freshly cut
Hard-working child of God, remember that
I'm not a bad boy, you lot can keep that
I tried it in the past, and its useless yeah you lot are psycho
Acting 15 yeah you lot like Geico
Like on creatine, you start another cycle
Pump your blood flow
You get high off this stitch keep your eye low
Build up pain, store in your silos
Call it a roller coaster just a high low
You wrap your meat up, call it gyro
Dine and dash, that ting was a sideshow
To another man, it's his encore
It's his reason for why and for why not
It's his last show
He's seen life go up like the fireworks on July fourth
And then drop low
Cuz of some girl up in his mental making him go numb
Now he's psycho too and the cycle's looking familiar
He's on a tightrope
Swaying side to side, how his ride or die
Finally picked a side so he dies slow
So yeah I know you're charming
You smile good and all of that
Got your bread and own the bakery, and all of that
Self-motivated, cool whip, and all of that
You'll find your special person soon that's a fact
But there's someone who smiles better and all of that
More bread bigger bakery, and all of that
Charming, better whip, and all of that
Then you'll remember how I said
It's okay to want something
But not another man's own
When I sit with my council of angels
I feel like I could get anything I want
And I could
But is it really mine, if it was just another man's own
This the type of attitude that make a real one go to war
Give him a heart of stone
That's time
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Writer(s): Temple Worgu
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