I ask her Is this really what you want to do
I ask her is this really where you wanna go
I ask her is this really where you wanna be
If it is you can follow me
She was the sister of brothers
But I had visions to fuck her
Beauty came from her mother
Her skin was coke of the butter
I had to dial up her number
And show her the roar thunder
You know I'm wrapping the head
Practicing painting with rubbers
We used to be under covers
And always fucked undercover
But then she moved from the state
And we became distant lovers
She sent some pics on snap
Ass sitting on sinks
And she make some stories
Dreaming bout the next time we link
Handcuffs and the straps
A couple whips on the rack
How she arching her back
How she'd be choking me back
Shorty was a real freak
And she took pride in her work
And yea her daddy was gone
But that aint measure her worth
Ethic of a hustler
Mind of a genius
Cutthroat manner
So just pardon the meanness
Often misjudged
But she got play defense
Cause them clown ass niggas
Stay shooting like arenas
Found out later she was
Boujie up the state
Might let a nigga eat but never finish
Off the plate
Stay getting asked but always turning down the dates
Seeing all the eyes of them other
Hoes hate
I ask her Is this really what you want to do
I ask her is this really where you wanna go
I ask her is this really where you wanna be
If it is you can follow me
I ask her Is this really what you want to do
I ask her is this really where you wanna go
I ask her is this really where you wanna be
If it is you can follow me
Should I put my hands over my head and swan dive in this bitch
Or should I just go feet first
Who gon teach these kids the music thats gon make em wanna dance
I'll honest Think the next generation in search
I mean Nas had Kim and Cole had Nas
And you can hear the inspirations through my flaws while I'm writing these bars
And maybe we up next
I mean the pickings slim
Not tryna flex but we ain't built like them
See I been writing this shit
Before I even could grip
The real powers in the words I express
I stress to them but I never will stress
And to the niggas who say otherwise please promptly address me
Pen game too crucial
Beg a nigga to test me
And now Sitting wondering where the pen will take me
Will it save me
She said that She didn't even know that I rapped
And now shes expecting tracks now that she's arching her back
But there's always strings attached
Olympic medalist these women they be moving so fast
At least she get to the point
She get a gram of that hash and put it all in the joint
She said she hate moving fast I told her I'll take it slow
Slower than turtle race
Slower than traffic getting back home
She said she wants something more
I told her I'm in my zone
She said She already know
Can't give it all that I got
These ain't the problems you want
You want to find out what I'm on girl let's jus talk about it
I wanna know what turns you on girl let's just talk about it
And all those priors allegations girl let's just talk about it
But I ain't looking for relations let's not talk about it
You want to find out what I'm on girl let's jus talk about it
I wanna know what turns you on girl let's just talk about it
And all those priors allegations girl let's just talk about it
But I ain't looking for relations let's not talk about it