Egyptian Cotton

I'm spraying pesticide on
Seeds sown from my doubt
Misplaced aggression alone in my house
When I got out
I was hungry there was foam in my mouth
For respect y'all just known for the clout

Why you think you squeeze lemons while I
Po' juice in a drought
You got a roof on yo house but you sit and pout
I rock shows got music that bounce
Stack accolades I know that excuses don't count

I head steady towards the power
The blood and sweat I can shed so many in an hour
Toss tomatoes when you dirty throw confetti when you shower
Don't wait till I die my bed is ready for my flowers

The way y'all sleep on shit I'm rocking
It must be yo pillow is made of Egyptian cotton
Keep sleeping cuz I'm loving the test
And know that sleep is the cousin of the death



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Ekwuaju
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