Black Only

This goes out to all the ones that had to try and fail

Murdering these bitches, hyperextending my injuries
Weed in a plastic bag and bagging my groceries
Up the hill is where my muscles are burning
Hope that your Levi's are comfy
Juice in my wallet
I got leverage to turn a few girlies, cool it
For instance, nigga, only sevens are interested
Extra $25 a month, cause a nigga ain't got no parking tickets
Benefits of driving drunk on I-36 when his mom picking him up
Red Chucks, I ain't checking my phone
And if I look cross-eyed crying, I ain't faking it

Girls that make you late a bit
Make you hate talking, conversating
Hanging out down at The Park Villas
Battling a rapper who's fakeness hating is
Slurring down on my statements
Cat fur shredded on my shirt and jeans
Stranded on an island like Gilligan
Standing at a crib with them college kids
Money didn't come like I wanted to
Stretching out the v-neck from the sweat
Wrestling with my head and how much are Justin Bieber tickets?
It's my last resort
Nigga do a lot for a white bitch
Doodle a lot if you creative
Lightin' em up with the acrylics
Fuckin' round, get my hustle bent

This expo only rights in black
The same hair color she had
It's all fake though

That's an ex for short story my treasure ain't in service
Best of ten guesses is my heart a dick hurting?
Laughing's reacting my emotions must be out of order
Damn it, these habits got me stumbling through unemployment
When my waist gets bigger
Ooh boy, you don't see me in your future
Tough choice
I don't expect help I did a K through 12
I need an X for Racer while I'm cruising Mach 5
I want flashy green eyes
Though I'm rocking brown or black
I want curves on the set
Tight britches, style sweat
I keep my quarters in check
Bus transfers extra 15 cents

Girls, they make me anxious
Thinking about how dank she is
Standing at a club with five of her friends
They ain't give you none cause you only 5'10"
Friend zoned like I'm Clark Kent
Friend zoned my second girlfriend
She even love me when I'm fuckin' up
Problem is, I can't fuck enough

This expo only writes in black
The same hair color she had
It's all fake words that expose
Pink and blue I sweat
The stairs they cover my head
I know she saw me ducking

Ing, ing, ing, ing
Ing, ing, ing, ing

You just need a hook here?
Verse
He needs verses
He needs verbiage
He needs words on the page
I'm about to provide that
And I'm not gonna let loose all of my rage
Or I might reverse let it out
Reverse engineer it
I'm not that fucking smart
I'm talking about doing some engineering
You know what you could also do is writing,
Rehearsing, organizing
Trapper keeping
She could fight me so damn well
I need more words and she's sleeping
Backwards even
I like to look at a girl's backside until we get even

Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Da da da da da
Da da da da da

This expo only writes in black
The same hair color she had
It's all fake words that expose
Pink and blue I sweat
The stairs they cover my head
I know she saw me ducking

That blondie got sorbet on the tux
That model walk turned into a tussle
You gotta start embracing the bucks
Skinny nigga start embracing your lunch
Man I heard you started munching on brussels
I'm finna shop, yeah, got me some bundles
Cody got me, bruh, stuck in the muscles
Pineapple Coconut ain't up, but I got you