eric mays - Intellectual

[Intro]

Oh, yeah, that's so worth (Yeah)

[Chorus]

I smoke loud like Eric Mays

I got dough like I got crepes

Nigga my sun, but he got no rays

I sing my song and they sing they praise

I want the penthouse, I want the acres

I wanna ball out just like the Lakers, yeah (I'm sorry)

Hold up, guess what? Bitch, I'm back

Check my sleeve, got tricks up that

I hope that I go up soon, but I don't wanna go up fast

I stayed young, but growed up fast

Y'all still yearning for the past

None of y'all niggas playin' with that guap, y'all got phony racks

I just ran off with that nigga wallet, he got only cash

And I'm just tryna kick my feet up, but y'all don't relax

Them niggas say they wanna pull up and scrap, but y'all won't even clash

I bet that he think that he the future, but he won't even last

[Interlude]

I'm staying here and smoking dope

[Verse]

All that disrespectful lingo, what the fuck it mean though? (Yeah, yeah)

They ask why I put in my two cents like I got C-notes

I'm smokin' on that tree, bitch, don't play no fuckin' Creed

Get-get-get that record, spin that vinyl, 7.62 hit yo' spinal

Streaming don't pay me enough, go and bump my shit off Tidal (Yeah)

Don't play with my guap, no arcade, run yo' mouth, get jinxed like Arcane

That boy finally took an L, I said, "Welcome to that heartbreak"