Morocco

(album: Everything - 2020)

Rented out a bnb out somewhere in Morocco
Hiding from the world I be feeling like El Chapo
Heard you got a main girl chilling in Chicago
I be like "no comment" and I hit 'em with the uzi
Independent yeah I get it standing on my two feet
Jacking that you know me but the truth that you knew me
Taking hour showers I be feeling like I'm boujee
Now I take my shawty out to dinner in the A
Look at struggle in her the face, keep my money in the bank
And watch you pull in the wraith Momma told me "don't be stupid"
I can tell her fate, she just wants you for the clout
Told her "I'ma need my space" she gon' make you look goofy
I, with my slippers when I drive, I be cozy on the road
I do business in the sky, never had to sell my soul
I don't ever gotta lie, if you didn't see it then, do not hit my line hoe

Money stacked on a hook, reel it
Going blind seven books, deal it
Vans on my mattress, chilling
Henney on the last drip, kill it
Shock clock, running I pull up like oh
Curry at the half-court, clutch like woah
I be, I be on the block tryna live my life
Can't nobody come up off of me I'm broke
I'm on the land with it, land with it
Hit a lick and mind my damn business, damn business
Catch a break and hit the fam with it, fam with it
Life is calling are you answering (Yes)

I ain't never been to Morocco
But I'll probably go after this shit drop though
Young Tobi flaco, harder than a pot hole
If you hear me on it, it's a motherfucking bop though
Got a spanish bitch and she love to make me tacos
Smoking cannabis in the morning like Alanzo
Deep in the throat, like I'm taking out her tonsils
Modern life like Rocko, Rocko
That was kinda corny but your baby mama love it
So she probably gunan say it at my show, she know every word
Like she wrote it, that's a fucking poet, I just met my quota
I'm out here with Kota

Money stacked on a hook, reel it (Yeah stack it)
Going blind seven books, deal it
Vans on my mattress, chilling
Henney on the last drip, kill it
Shock clock, running I pull up like oh
Curry at the half-court, clutch like woah
I be, I be on the block tryna live my life
Can't nobody come up off of me I'm broke
I'm on the land with it, land with it
Hit a lick and mind my damn business, damn business
Catch a break and hit the fam with it, fam with it
Life is calling are you answering (are you answerin')