L.I.P - Intellectual

(Mmm, Manny, cook that shit up)

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]

Heart inside the streets, and it's cold in the summer

Reaching back to help em' almost took me under

Weathering the storm, I ain't dodging the thunder

They act like they don't see you, til the money humongous

It's a struggle tryna live my dream

It's a struggle tryna settle my soul

I'm homicidal all the crime I seen

Leave me in peace, you bet' not slam that door (oh)

[Verse 1]

Knock me off my pivot, but I finally understand now

Chunk the dеuces to em,' now I'm thumbing through them bands now

Horny, fuck thе paper, thumbing through it with my pants down

If you a real nigga and you feel me scream "hell yeah"

They notice all my pain until I heal and that's foul

How did I trust em'? I can't even put my blame on ya'll

I guess I'm dumb, I still a shoot up in the crowd about ya'll

They rather lose they eyesight before they watch me ball

[Chorus]

(oh-oh-oh) (oh-oh-oh)

I promise that it won't be long, til all this pain is gone

I just keep it pushing, righting my wrongs

Hope I don't drop it, got the world in my palms

I been paying attention to reaching arms

They plan on stabbing you, you think it's a hug

[Verse 2]

250 on the dash, sometimes I'm drifting

Tap the pedal in the Urus, almost popped a wheelie

Got a love-hate feeling for expensive women

She want Chanel, but what about the time I'm spending?

I want love but I'm fucked up bout' that bag

Standing on that business, I got nuts that drag

Numbing through this paper, nigga waste deep

I'm the biggest P, you cannot play me

Put it on for 30 days, then I don't post like Jay-Z

Pussy nigga spoke on Fred and now the nigga can't speak

I done been too high too many times, now I can't tweak

They was throwing shade, now I enjoy the sun in AZ

Leather jeans in the summer time, I feel like T.I.P

I influenced all these niggas, I'm the pioneer

Triple cross, I pray on niggas, hate no bibles here

Experienced all, but don't know how being fake feel