Asshole
Atmosphere
3:11Ha, triple X years in the game Still makin' weird faces when they hear my name To all my people who ain't seen me in a while I been around but I'm incognito when I smile Busy as a barber, I'ma bill you by the hour Hickeys on my collar as big as a silver dollar Nobody ever told you not to sit Too close to the sun? Burnt the wings off your shit I stay movin' like these fools stay runnin' their mouths Runnin' their faucet on topics that they know nothin' about Only thing you can count on is that they suckin' for clout Probably why I keep my watermelon up in the clouds I ain't tryna pass judgment now But the companies and governments are comin' just to shut the shit down The whole crowd gettin' buck and loud But you was fuckin' around when you said wasn't fuckin' around God bless and watch your steps Got a laser to remove the tattoos off your flesh Got a bottle of brainwash to help you forget Maybe loosen up some new regrets, like who's left? Catch your breath and take a second to collect Whatever pill you gotta swallow just to acknowledge the way it's expressed And when my heartbeat stops Pay your respects, and mark the spot with an XXX Ha, triple X years in the game Still makin' weird faces when they hear my name To all my people who ain't seen me in a while I been around but I'm incognito when I smile Busy as a barber, I'ma bill you by the hour Hickeys on my collar as big as a silver dollar Nobody ever told you not to sit Too close to the sun? Burns up your whole shit