Tommy
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The room foggy like your glasses over that mask
I drop bombs like Damascus, top of my class
I be looking at them asses walking right past
I be high and forgetting my lines
Memory lapse
I got a bounce in my step from these Huaraches
There's only so much praise I can get without feeling cocky
I'm full of contradictions, the brag rapping is choppy
Puerto Rican shit when I hit it she call me papi
It's giving Tommy from the block energy
It's giving one touch and you knocked like Spock energy
Cult leader guru, look how they flock around me
I done came a long way from The Spot
Do you see?
Yeesh
I'm the black Ted Danson
I'm at the bar looking handsome
Judging these rookies like Samson
I'm out
Back to the Ridgewood mansion
This that future shit
(Dap up yo grandson)
Need to take Plan B when the band come
Watch the kid nap
Sleepwalking taking shit bout a ransom
The beat smooth kinda like my grandma's hands son
Shouts to cocoa butter
(Uh huh)
These wack rappers need to call they mothers
(Uh huh)
I've been watching brothers self destruct
(All day)
Insecurity's a disease
(Pray to Yahweh)
I coddle
Expectations for money
Ain't nothin funny
My honey as sweet as sweet as sugar
My homies is playing Rummy
My tummy is aging fast
My niggas is making cash
I'll tie a bow on the past and turn it into a track
And then I'll pop lock and drop it like it's hot
Yet every day I'm closer to the bottom like the rock
What I spit ain't kosher kinda like the cops
I'll daffy duck on these porky pigs
That's on God
I'm the black Larry David
(True)
Everything y'all niggas do, I hate it
(True)
And I'm always right, that's the main point
(That's real true)
Okay, me and Vesa made another joint