Arrival - Intellectual

[Intro]

Shooting espresso with the addy

Mama told me (yo)

Mama told me (I got a problem)

Mama told me (I’d like to admit to it)

Mama told me (I got an addiction)

Shoot an espresso with the addy

Mama told me, stop tripping (I just like the thrill)

Mama told me (it’s something bout the thrill)

Mama told me (I just can't let it go) Mama told me

Yo, shooting espresso with the addy

Mama told me stop trippin’

While I’m fucking up my body, Ave died from heart condition

Tri-state motel with Barbie, she don’t fuck with nice dates

I ain’t seen my shawty in some years, I hope her life straight

Everybody out fore’ they self that’s jus life, I can’t be worried

Bro be puttin’ OG in exotic packs and tryna’ serve me

Ain’t nobody ask me to slide for Chopo, that really hurt me

How you claim that was yo nigga and didn’t show up to his service

How you claim to trust them niggas who was lying on the Bible

How the fuck they miss they mark?

I should’ve died on arrival

How the fuck they miss they mark

They shoulda ate like two more addys

Should’ve spent the block again, ain’t no switching plates on that caddy

Bro we know where you be resting, not depending on computers

They was up twenty by halftime and third quarter they blew it

Corny opps, I can't even fuck with bro, he phony opp

Shit be easy, send a bitch to lure in all them horny opp

Bro gon’ be home soon and he can’t wait to get back on the pot

It ain’t even June and we already got that corner hot

I jus ate a fake perc, on that super gremlin shit

Feel my kidney breaking down, brain tellin’ me never quit

Uh, shooting espresso with the addy