My shorty just called, said she done with the drama She don't * with the transformations that come with the commas She not comfortable knowing bitches won't * me for guala She gon' * for the dollar She reluctant to speak on topics in a future tense I only been obsessed on where I'm going I'm obsessed with building business, she's obsessed with building homes I confess I've been addicted to the wealth and how it's grown It don't mean * knowing I'm selfish while she still get left alone I'm a glorious man From the dirt emerged a tulip like the Florence had planned I ain't been forcing my hand to score through the defense I just contort where I am to morph into pieces more conducive for the puzzled mind Subtle lines, the undertones of greatness getting underlined Undesired pockets getting hung inside the closet till it's summertime My confidence been boosting since the check though We used to take the metro to impress at every set show My efforts to connect flows was paralleled by corporate in an attempt to keep my checks low They pay they drops, they ain't pay me My bae would often take me out to Offset feeling crazy Her honesty has saved me from the cautious thoughts of lately She like, you a gifted boy, scripting * like Sigmund Freud Lift a pen until the pen you lift cannot be lift no more Someday you gon' be king, avoid king, they finna sing for joy And now she see the truth and see that * a ploy My shorty just called, said she done with the drama She don't * with the transformations that come with the comma She not comfortable knowing bitches won't * me for guala She gon' * for the dollar, she reluctant to speak on topics in a future tense I only been obsessed on where I'm going I'm obsessed with building business, she's obsessed with building homes I confess I've been addicted to the wealth of how it's grown It don't mean * knowing I'm selfish but she still get left alone And my mom on my line My baby girl been growing old so it's hard to decline Her pride and joy across the country, morphing rappers into lunch meat The numbers now got crunching, got me wondering how we put all this money up in the laundry And we gon' wash it in a mosh pit, I'm a profit two ways I sold the funds before we had them ones in bouquets I gotta smell my flowers, need them potent as freshman opens a sour when I, yeah And when I fertilize my baby girl, once she birthed my say to world And I'ma tell my young and old it's best revenge is your focus This world is pictures and motions and don't you stick to the script They pit me against Leonardo's for what I did to this * I paint a picture the blind could touch and visualize Products so poppin' cut out the middle guys Hoes chirping me, calendar circle me cause the currency Them dollar hoes get a dollar per dick, them politics My shorty just called, said she done with the drama She don't * with the transformations that come with the comma She not comfortable knowing bitches won't * me for guala She gon' * for the dollar She reluctant to speak on topics in a future tense I only been obsessed on where I'm going I'm obsessed with building business, she's obsessed with building homes I confess I've been addicted to the wealth of how it's grown It don't mean * knowing I'm selfish while she still get left alone