The Basement

I be askin' like

So who the fuck is you?

I'm the mothafuckin' prince, I'm the fuckin' true

I've seen visions of a Benz in my bucket too

Ghetto fabulous, stylin' up in them Sketchers too

Highly doubted, didn't want me now I'm on the news

And teachers said I'm a dreamer cause I slept in school

I really mean it, you can suck my dick

The whole base, the nuts, your whole face

I prefer the slow pace

Baby don't you tease me

Baby please me, the world needs me

At least do it easy

News never tell stories of the greasy

Grimy, Chattanooga, a body, never find it

You might Tivo Oprah

And she'll mention water, missions

I know niggas missin' dishes

Never had them, never dad and never taught 'em right or wrong

Never how to write a song

Gucci like a father now

I depend on bottle now

True love will swallow down

Might grab a hollow now

(laughs)

Blat, blat, blat, blat, you innocent

From my perspective jiggin' you was just a benefit

I need mils, at minimum I need ten of 'em

I pray my lyrics inspire you and they offendin' them

So when you hear me reciting them spottie grinnin' then

I keep my focus on money and corner bendin' them, bitch