Atlas (Cashmere) Lyrics

I'm in it for the nasty

The sex and the passion

Hardwood is looking better when covered in good fashion

My suede shoes and your Sarah Flint boots

Cashmere sweater next to the fireplace wood

She validates me but feel like everyday I'm gonna break

I only listen for her voice not what she gotta say

Every confrontation I manipulate

Motherfucker deserves to blow his brains

I never said that I was flawless

But the levels I've been stooping just to call a woman gorgeous

That of course every time is gonna end in divorces

And women fighting over all of my motherfucking Porsches

It seems like when you're rich and famous that's the mindset

Prenups as currency but money never be as timeless

As your genius so don't you blow it like you yeezy

Decades worth of sweat and tears watch it vanish like Houdini

Walk through the halls of the mall with some Barbie doll

Hope to get her in a stall and pin her to a wall

These wicked thoughts have got me twisted

Got me drunken off of my desires now that's the tea you be fucking sipping

Daddy dreaming that I would be a good Christian

Ambition of different women ain't become religion

Cause if there really is a god and he made you gifted

You know he dealt a million flaws so that the scales ain't tipping

I never told you I was perfect

The petty lyrics flashy clothes were all a huge diversion

Cause I was scared to show that I'm the type of person

That could love you for a minute and next I got your ego hurting

It's myself that I'm cursing

Envy and jealousy inserted at wrong times that I'm turning

I should've left her right away but then I deemed my life worthless

Without the pretty petty pussy just to keep my heart burning

A game of cat and mouse that we would play for half a decade

Just to climax with attention you ain't getting paid

Broken promises don't matter

Told you that I'd always be there where were you when my world shattered

Had it steady on my shoulders like Atlas

Stumbled a bit and almost ended in a casket

The magic that you pulled was tragic

Had me begging on my knees on your finger I was wrapping

I never claimed to be a patron Saint

People thinking I work miracles take pain away

I paint the picture for you what I'm seeing in my face

When I start rapping in the mirror and lay that shit to waste

Arrayed in cashmere now we keeping it burn

And all the ashes from her sweater are placed in my urn

Cause I tore apart my own universe

Tryna get in between something that I ain't deserve

I was atlas was dripping in this cashmere sweater

Why was I the one that's bitching how she treat me better

Like I deserve to be honored

And every time I turn a corner seems I've broken a promise

This costumes getting tight like Tom Hardy

I'm the bane of my existence see you at my pity party

I don't believe in love

Don't you dream bout being in public we're strangers when we fuck