Penny Lofton Lyrics

I want, friendships and penmanships, with no censorship

Build a condo in that girl mind, I'm a tenant there

My daddy mixed the magic way before there was an Alchemist

Way before they told me I needed a behavior specialist

I was eleven then, with a crush on Melanie with the melanin

This when wasted was hot from Gucci Mane

I think '09, when the Roll Tide was rolling over

Hov was dipping different rovers, Wayne was sipping soda

I was with the hooping, but I wasn't with the give and going

Just want the whip with the top off, Bruce Bowen

I hate rap comparisons, that shit be so embarrassing

Your name in a convo with mine, you better cherish it

Niggas clique hopping for Miles, I call 'em Darius

Loyal to the team like that boy from Lower Merion

Yeah you niggas ill, but I'm really sick minded

Your main chick tried it, my touch like midas

And when it comes to flyness, you the air marshal type

And when it comes to flyness, I'm the pilot on this flight

I'm the action on sight, you need backup all times

And if you not family, back up bitch it's our time

My granny had a house in Chicago, right off of Eggleston

Spent my summers settled in, when niggas carried metal then

Pedaling my bike, headphones bumping Eminem

Just a young nigga, fun summers in the ghetto man

Twenty-four years but I'm experienced like a veteran

I never stretched the truth with the ruler that they measure with

They told me love your friends and your business, but keep them separate

And flex on old hoes that come to you when it's desperate

Numerator numbers, I'm the one that's over deuce

My bag is overdue, spinning hoes so confused

The way she lying in my bed, I don't think she'll tell the truth

I'm only feeling safe when I'm alone in the booth

I need a beat to vent on like the AC

My momma made like niggas with guns, yes sir she raised me

Shorty bad luck, she ain't like the smell of saging

But she go both ways, you can tell by how she page me

Why they wanna talk, I got issues, I don't wanna speak

Good Produce grow from the dirt, you gotta water me

Three times the upfront fee, you gotta offer me

My niggas carry switches with em, ain't nobody offing me

Right before my pops died, he said that he wasn't worried

He seen me in the studio chefing like Steph Curry

Keep them buried if them niggas don't wanna see you win

Just show them to the light, appreciate the common sense

I'd rather hear my thoughts being told through these similes

Over symphonies, that's produced by Shorter simply

Got so many records, that's a record, call up Guinness, B

And yes I love my friends, but I adore all my enemies

Got so many records, that's a record, call up Guinness, B

And yes I love my friends, but I adore all my enemies