Mahogany Lyrics

Do you know where you're going to Do you like the things that life is showing you

Warning can't be storming warning wait

You await your fate because you bake you Norman

In the street being fake kid that posse

Going to end yyou ass up on that Drake shit like in Degrassi

Play the game before it plays you sir

Will you sir, will be a loser but a little bit looser

Quicker than liquor and finer than wine

I said that

You ain't hear it through the grapevine

It's the messenger I'm better than

I'm not the lesser or equivalent

To manifest the pressure of your heifer man

You're on your own like jerking your dick

So put that shit in manual like you was working a stick

And that's all you get, this the land of the free

Milk and honey is not for the likes of me, it's for whites and

Bees, my drive is Jersey you know it ain't rented

I'm packing a black Mac in the back of a black acc

And that pun is intended

Do you know where you're going to do you like the things that Life is showing you