In The Rough

-Hook
Uh, let’s not get it twisted
These diamonds are diamonds
These bitches is bitches
These hoes gon be hoes
& these niggas is niggas
I’m just tryna play my position
Don’t talk to me less it millions hoe ok!
Look, I been up all night, I ain’t slept in weeks
Pussy juices on my satin sheets
Comprehend, capiche?
Been that nigga, you just ain’t know it
Evidently I’m potent
Everything I do with this flow turn these bitches to oceans
Swimming in a pool of over saturated topics
Niggas rapping bout that nonsense
You dummies top 5 list?
Any nigga that you put next to me
Forever he, runner up
I grab my nuts, no nigga fresh as me
Uh! Niggas pose for the gram
Hoes pose gram
I expose all the lamb
If a nigga got a problem
Keep the chrome in my pocket
This ain’t a figure of speech
Risk fouling out if you reach nigga
-hook
Look! Still tryna rid of my demons
Wake up to Crystal Rodriguez
Man that shit would be fih!
Got my name cut in my Rollie
Yea a nigga on time
That boy dope
Man under oath you know that nigga can’t lie
Scuba dive, i go deep til the notes are high
Then multiply
Grind so hard, I’ve overworked overtime
With no disguise
Killing shit and to yo surprise
A son of god, not too many catch my eye
Just give me a Crystal Ann Rod
Ooh! They say that money is power
But that nigga with all money still a slave to the dollar
Run when they see me like Bucum Impala
Ignorant, but a scholar
I’m a specialist in everything fire
Who the fuck you talking to
Don’t care what you did or all that shit you bouta do
I live in the present
Got a thing for women who can show they heart but not naked
But still bust that pussy open when you earn that attention
Let’s get it
-hook