Nothing Basic (feat. Carolina Kidd)

Please do not think that we're equal
I'm living my life like a movie
Don't hit me if you wasn't here for the prequel
The money I make I just go head and take it
And give the shit right to the people
I might relocate the entire estate
To a place where the weapons is legal
And sleep with my Deagle I don't fear no evil

Sleep with the Deagle I sleep with my Ruger
One thing bout that bitch
Bro her ass is straight through ya
I promise I'm with it like titties at Hooters
I'm up in the booth it's just me and my shooter
A fire producer we making hit music
We making hit music they stuck like they clueless
Don't step to me nigga make your ass look foolish
I vibe with your bitch and she's say I'm the coolest

My style wild don't do nothing basic
Dot on his eye like that boy getting Lasik
My father told me it's mine for the taking
Just love what you do, fuck the money you're making
Don't watch your enemies
Watch who you hang with
Cause commas and zeros turn angel to Satan
You really want it you're gonna need patience
So I told the haters and fakers keep waiting
Show them my numbers their ego deflating
I'm working for summers the fuck's a vacation
Single don't mingle ain't got time for caking
I fuck with myself I'm just self fornicating
I know some niggas that get the shit active
Keep em' out of trouble that's why I stay passive
If anyone asks then we not bout that action
Ain't doing no time and ain't picking no casket
Still got em' gunning for me
She pay me to fuck her I pay her to leave
I told that little bitch she ain't cumming for free
Cause I worked for everything that's coming to me
I remember back in the day
Used to want that bitch she ain't look my way
I remember I couldn't pay
Now I eat Ruth's Chris like nothing's at stake
Now a nigga feeling like Drake
So I'm sharing my views I ain't feeling no ways
2013 I was playing PS3 now a nigga ain't playing games
God Damn

Ain't nothing basic bout that nigga Carolina
Rocking new designer
Diamonds wet like water
Get her pussy faucet
Take her jaw then lock
Ruger loaded pussy boy don't make me pop it
Another body dropping
Take your siren shopping
Let her eat me sloppy
While they grave your body
Flowing sick and naughty
Cant nobody stop me
Take you out your body, I'm saying
Niggas really want me dead I get it
Pussy boy come on get with it
Aim at my fitted
Just please don't miss or
I'll kill everybody including your children
I forgot to mention that I am the villain
I'm killing for pension my nigga let's get it

Give me bout a year I'll be doing a few shows
Ain't really for the the flare but I pull in new clothes
Ain't have bus fare now I pull up in two doors
A nigga on them bucks like Antetokounmpo
Japanese wallet stay fat like a sumo
Green on his bean pussy nigga I shoot those
Fiend for the lean, stay on mars like he's Bruno
Devil almost got me motherfucker was too close



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Writer(s): Treyonne Drayton
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