Lyrics

I don't say much to the fakers They gone see me later, when shining like a laser Everybody now feel like strangers Ain't got much in common, unless the family's getting paper All that pretending stop defending it I get tunnel vision when I'm handling my business Wish I had money in my pockets It'd probably burn holes in my jeans Wish it ran like a faucet You know exactly what I mean Hope I don't slip up, in a pine box Tell the devil go and get lost Matter fact he can turn and kick rocks Then I moonwalk back to the spot Wanna feel like NASA Probably had jet fuel in my pampers But I can't find no answers No, No, Gotta find them answers Soon as I solve this equation We gone take off like a spaceship Show my people that we making it Then I'm staying low like basements I don't say much to the fakers They gone see me later, when shining like a laser Everybody now feel like strangers Ain't got much in common, unless the family's getting paper All that pretending stop defending it I get tunnel vision when I'm handling my business Whole crew be too strong Step up to us, feel the pressure, fold up like a futon Crunched up like a crouton Need cheddar, cheese like two ton To the power of one hundun Feeling like a split atom I don't say much to the fakers They gone see me later, when shining like a laser Everybody now feel like strangers Ain't got much in common, unless the family's getting paper All that pretending stop defending it I get tunnel vision when I'm handling my business
Writer(s): Antarius Mclain Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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