Tiptoe

Knowin' what I've done, but you always comin' back
Bearin' all these scars, but I flex it like a tat
Puffin' in the box, niggas gettin' cataracts
Cash blue and green, gettin' different kinda racks

When I'm sober, it's over
Hard to keep the pacing when your body leanin' forward
Pop another Oxy, feel my body gettin' colder
Beatin' from the back, but you can take it, you a soldier

Motorola flip phone, kickin' shit right off the dome
Fuckin' on a bad bitch, layin' like she goin' prone
Nigga really mad about it, your blip gone
Big stones, been grown, pussy nigga get gone
Candles lit, don't get blown, pour it up, don't get throwed
Nigga feelin' sneaky 'til the tag, all on they tiptoes
In the paint, I hit those, think you winnin' Rickrolled
Got these bitches lookin' like they bottles, poppin' Mentos

Puffin' on a blunt, I know there ain't no comin' back
Pop another bean, I'm pullin' senzus out the pack
Mixin' up the potion just to see how they react
Feelin' like Usagi, sailin' to the moon and back
Darkness in my palace, I can feel impending doom
Fire up the Phoenix, smell the smoke up in my room
Grippin' on the hammer, lookin' like a Looney Tune
Shorty said she miss me, told her that I'll see her soon