Pusha D

I need them C-notes, falsettos
I'm building a temple, made just for the tempo
Please throw instrumental on, showcase the mental
Gon' fly away, shit like a birdie, my ducks all in line
I be early, when I shoot my shot, bitch, I'm curry
Y'all call an emergency, 30 for 30 for certain
Life is a bitch and I tell that little bitch I ain't perfect
But, pretty sure, I'm prescription for that shit they listen to
Maybe not, some shit pitiful
I can't even lie, say I listen to
Shit ain't hot, on the spot
I get that shit all I fuckin' got
Elbow, in the pot
Methamphetamines, dopest drops call yo Pusha, man

Yo, shit ain't gettin' me gone
Can't even call you, no, no
Just caught a plug, I
Need the Pusha, man
Need the Pusha
Yo, shit ain't gettin' me gone
Can't even call you, no, no
Just call the plug, I
Need the Pusha, man
Need the Pusha



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Writer(s): Devin Floyd
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