Bruno Bought a Basquiat
I can't fuck with the fake
So I'm keeping it real
I can't fuck with the fendi
No pills with the fent
And I'm still getting heady
Might just break some bread
If we all at the table we all getting fed
Can't fuck with no fendi
Don't fuck with the trends
Can't fuck with the feds
No hands on my head
So I reach for the stars
Grabbed a planet instead
Yo
Bruno bought a basquiat
I went to Bruges and I bought a Dali
Might fly overseas
Travel the world writing over these beats
I'm still not defeated
Feet on the ground
But my head in the clouds
Some nights I can't sleep
I'm still getting hungry
The kids gotta eat
So I go for the kill
I can't fuck with the fake
So I'm keeping it real
I can't fuck with the fendi
No pills with the fent
And I'm still getting heady
Might just break some bread
If we all at the table we all getting fed
Can't fuck with no fendi
Don't fuck with the trends
Can't fuck with the feds
No hands on my head
So I Reach for the stars
Grabbed a planet instead
Yeah
I feel like Picasso
Flow like Basquiat
Cadmus and harmony
Write like Calasso
Avoid all the normalcy
Like it's the stars in astronomy
My mind an anomaly
Artfully flip the economy
Settlers been taking over the colonies
Drugs in the pharmacy
No more autonomy
I'm smoking on botany
Most people are stuck in monotony
Fuck the world no monogamy
I'mma fuck the world till they notice me
We're all animals socially
No respect no diplomacy
No beads on the rosary
The Demons drink
And they feed on the weakest link
Like some people allergic to thinking
When I bleed it runs burgundy
When I bleed it runs burgundy
Road to self mastery
No masters to govern me
The love for the craft taking over me
You don't love it enough so u burden me
Talk to the birds I won't tell you what they told me
Bruno bought a basquiat
I went to Bruges and I bought a Dali
Might fly overseas
Travel the world writing over these beats
I'm still not defeated
Feet on the ground
But my head in the clouds
Some nights I can't sleep
I'm still getting hungry
The kids gotta eat
So I go for the kill
I can't fuck with the fake
So I'm keeping it real
I can't fuck with the fendi
No pills with the fent
And I'm still getting heady
Might just break some bread
If we all at the table we all getting fed
Yeah
Can't fuck with no fendi
Don't fuck with the trends
Can't fuck with the feds
No hands on my head
So I Reach for the stars
Grabbed a planet instead
I reach for the stars grab a planet instead
So I'm keeping it real
I can't fuck with the fendi
No pills with the fent
And I'm still getting heady
Might just break some bread
If we all at the table we all getting fed
Can't fuck with no fendi
Don't fuck with the trends
Can't fuck with the feds
No hands on my head
So I reach for the stars
Grabbed a planet instead
Yo
Bruno bought a basquiat
I went to Bruges and I bought a Dali
Might fly overseas
Travel the world writing over these beats
I'm still not defeated
Feet on the ground
But my head in the clouds
Some nights I can't sleep
I'm still getting hungry
The kids gotta eat
So I go for the kill
I can't fuck with the fake
So I'm keeping it real
I can't fuck with the fendi
No pills with the fent
And I'm still getting heady
Might just break some bread
If we all at the table we all getting fed
Can't fuck with no fendi
Don't fuck with the trends
Can't fuck with the feds
No hands on my head
So I Reach for the stars
Grabbed a planet instead
Yeah
I feel like Picasso
Flow like Basquiat
Cadmus and harmony
Write like Calasso
Avoid all the normalcy
Like it's the stars in astronomy
My mind an anomaly
Artfully flip the economy
Settlers been taking over the colonies
Drugs in the pharmacy
No more autonomy
I'm smoking on botany
Most people are stuck in monotony
Fuck the world no monogamy
I'mma fuck the world till they notice me
We're all animals socially
No respect no diplomacy
No beads on the rosary
The Demons drink
And they feed on the weakest link
Like some people allergic to thinking
When I bleed it runs burgundy
When I bleed it runs burgundy
Road to self mastery
No masters to govern me
The love for the craft taking over me
You don't love it enough so u burden me
Talk to the birds I won't tell you what they told me
Bruno bought a basquiat
I went to Bruges and I bought a Dali
Might fly overseas
Travel the world writing over these beats
I'm still not defeated
Feet on the ground
But my head in the clouds
Some nights I can't sleep
I'm still getting hungry
The kids gotta eat
So I go for the kill
I can't fuck with the fake
So I'm keeping it real
I can't fuck with the fendi
No pills with the fent
And I'm still getting heady
Might just break some bread
If we all at the table we all getting fed
Yeah
Can't fuck with no fendi
Don't fuck with the trends
Can't fuck with the feds
No hands on my head
So I Reach for the stars
Grabbed a planet instead
I reach for the stars grab a planet instead
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Writer(s): Diego Ramirez
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