Anyae - Sour Patch

If I bring this shit to the tour bus
Imma bring me some hoes
Cameras on me got me striking a pose
Hop inna phantom and turn to a ghost
Game don't come wit it it's separately sold
She think she slick she be stealing my clothes
Turn on me nigga you gotta be bold
Put you on your death bed just like a rose
If I got friends then I gotta have foes
I don't make the rules that's just how it's goes
I hope you still get the message
The money it been an obsession
I gave you a lethal injection
I might bring a illegal weapon
Anything real can't be threatened
I never could hang wit no yes men
I thought that shit taught me a lesson
But I'm on my way to her best friend
Moshpit thought we was wreckin
You better watch where you steppin
You know it crank if your face turn sour
I think I really discovered my power
I could just flow on the beat for a hour
You ain't got courage you really a coward
You goin see me when you open the browser
I feel like a whale I can't live inna fountain
I'm bouta get my own place onna mountain
I demonstrate I don't make an announcement
Just left the meet and greet wit my accountant
I took it all cuz I ain't get no allowance
When we in pg man dis shit get to bouncing
Twist up the work like I'm Mr Fantastic
I hit the finger roll like I was Magic
Feel like Markelle I'm the number one draft pick
I gotta win imma shatter the basket
Mario cart wit the whip imma crash it
I'm runnin this shit man I feel like I'm atlas
Ballin so hard like Nowitzki in Dallas
In wonderland nigga I feel like I'm Alice
Bro want a mansion I'll get em a palace
I'm moving right now with the absence of malice
Tryna stay calm imma muhfuckin savage
Bouta pull up and we causin the havoc

Written by:
Anyae Stanfield

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