Dangerous - Intellectual

[Intro]

Mute it, I don't wanna hear myself

I don't wanna hear myself (Kevin Gates for president)

You do the best you can for him, world

[Verse 1]

Intricate lifestyles of the rich and famous

Considerably, I got this tendency for gripping bangers

Well dressed gentleman, but still a gangsta

I could make you moan, spank ya then lick ya ankles

I'm saying though

It be interesting when we kick it

This feeling no intermission

I'm feeling ya intuition

In hopes that I end up breaking you off

Take a load off

Take ya clothes off

Impatiently communicating daily but we don't talk

(Gates) Make that pussy get wetter then rain weather

Body so soft I'm calling it Wayne leather

Passing through the hood with memories of the block

Left hand holding the wheel, our fingers are interlocked

Tinted windows but the rocks still glistenin' on the watch

[Chorus]

My phone rings, who is this?

I don't know but I know you in my business

On the front of my boxers traces of ya lipstick

Shawty, can we kick it tonight, tonight?

Say we never fall in love and never bring it up, oh

Being lonely's never really been a thing to us

Then you find another human like, never find a human like

Relationship strange to us

Guess it's safe to say we living dangerous, dangerous

Living danger-ra-oh-oh, danger-ra-oh-oh

Dangerous, dangerous

Living dangerous, oh-oh

[Verse 2]

Complications in a lot of the stories you tell people

Street sweeper with a preacher's commitment, a bell ringer

Seen it all, took a loss through the flossing, it get exhausting

Death before dishonor, you talk and you see the coffin

Grew up without a father (Rough), ain't nobody caution us

All in front my niece I got a bunch of fiends walking up

I'm a provider, my actions go unacknowledged

Habits my satisfaction no longer promoting violence

I'm in the driver seat, Satan to the right of me

Pistol in the same city, ain't nobody liking me

Agree to disagree in the differences in opinions

Hard living, God willing my business is never finished

(My life hard) Niggas know I fight the same way

I don't like 'em, I'll right it, they pipe 'em the same day

Same gentleman was sticking his dick in ya dame face

All red on ya forehead right where ya brain lay (Damn)

Artist painting depictions with a mill up on my mind

Exercise selling pies, doing sit ups on my grind

Yo' bitch up on my mind, it's interesting to hear

Nibbling on her ear while I ripped her from the rear

Paid the rent in two apartments so constituents can live

Iron for the bullets, harassing on the avenue

Armed under my underarm fondling my valuables

Automatic Thompson, charming with a attitude

Death threats and apologies, only to get back at you

Local law enforcement itching to take a crack at you

Sent you up the river when they figure ain't no cracking you

Fuck about a pregnancy, fuck about ya life

What I hold blow ya shoulders off, pump it out ya wife

Niggas send me letters, can't forget to mail 'em back (Uh-huh)

What we don't have in common I done been to hell and back

The game a dead end, don't forget to tell 'em that