Rooftop J & Yung Offender - Curb Your Enthusiasm

Yeah
Just got back
Did some crazy shit in Portugal
You feel me
Really
I am feeling pretty good
Pretty, pretty, pretty good
Hear me out
My beard, I gotta shave it
The way I'm writing
I should feel like Larry David
My money needs some saving
I'm funny, feels amazing
It's this the life that we chasing
My son, I'll call him Mason
My creativity's adjacent
Used to be afraid that I won't make it
But shit I sounded basic
Makin' tunes out the basement
I was at a point where everyday was getting wasted
It ain't your money t'ill you make it
Otherwise it's just a conversation
Just an explanation
Word to Mac, I need vacation
I'm linking with this chick and she Haitian
Just drop me at the station
See I could lead a nation
Stop bein' foolish
Richard Lewis the equation, yeah
All y'all do is masturbation
I just came from my operation
This nurse, she looked amazing
Curb Your Enthusiasm
I feel like I be walking through a Voodoo castle
It's season 4
I can't stop, I needed more
Take my hoodie off the floor
The galore
I'm like shit, you see this door
You finna walk through it
I'm like shit, I thought you swore
You finna talk through it
I'm like shit, you see this door
You finna walk through it
I'm like shit, I thought you swore you finna
Hit the jackpot
Make it rain like you Rain Man
Got some dope ass shades
I ain't talking Raybans
Y'all some broke ass kids
That be causin' mayhem
I'm like who that is
Oh you prolly just a fan
Be the hardest out my city
Really everybody know it
Every time I'm in the kitchen
I can't help it but to show it
Soon everybody know it
We is outside like Merryweather know it
They started hating me
But I'm just Destiny's Child
If y'all could see the vision
Better talk to me now
Before it's too late
Every day a new day
Imma get a new date
Models with the food plates
Got some work ahead of me
Haters I can barely see
Cooking up on Hennessy
If u fuckin', fuck with me
Take a trip to Tennessee
Get you fallin' heavily
Need you like a remedy
Like this shit is heavenly
More like 8 bars
Make it 16
Young man with a dream
I can make yo bitch scream
K-dot, Baby Keem
Everything that's in between
New whip, call it Beam
New whip, call it Beam

Written by:
Jari Marain

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