The Genesis Lyrics

Ba ba black sheep

What you sow is what you shall reap

3 bags a day, and then I can sleep

No exagg', it's that deep

I was a top boy before Ashley

I fell for jaans' way before Bradley

Third times a charm, Marvin Bagley

Furthermore, they should try and bag me

Ain't no time for him, unless he athlete

Well, that's neat

I don't mind certain rappers actually

When I figure it out, please don't gas me

Like backup, don't harass me

Can't you see I'm out with my family

Like can't you see

Sorry had to let that breathe

Like, all of that, just baffs me

That part of the game, they can keep and

I told Cindy and Lucille

That what we had was real

The past is the past, and as grown up's

I think is time to - keel over

Heartbroken, she need donor

Pissed we couldn't be closer

Out of luck, four-leaf clover

I'm hoping that she seek closure

But not from me, I'm these loafers

That's Gucci, come and see Cobra

When Jahanam just freeze over

We'll be kosher

I'm playing Skeamer for when we toast up

It doesn't matter 'bout the things we've done

And now your shorty wanna feast eyes on

A couple monsters, so just be frightened

I need my money giant, fe fi fum

But I still need guidance

Really, cause these guys dunce

Mask off cause disguise done

Future has been brightened

Facts

And I'm just rapping, no slacking

Til I go platinum

Get it cracking, what's happening

Reenact it and caption it

Taking nothing to manage it

In her ear like some scaffolding

Hands up like a mannequin

On the wall, like some spackling

She studies anatomy

Always talks in analogies

Overwhelmed by reality

Always favours me, naturally

Could've been

Or would've been

Or should've been

If pull her in, I wonder if she'll still be here like sugaring

But I'm rolling and controlling

Just pick a beat and I'm floating

They need to test me for doping

Don't want a piece, want the whole thing

Between - space or the ocean

My thoughts are deeper than both

And when Haze was packing them potions

My bro was, bribing the postman

We need more money than Goldmann

Sachs-o-p-phone if you're focusing

Used to roll in the polo

But now I'm onto the golf ting

Engulfing the scene, I'm hoping

That those who know, have been noticing

This is God's timing

I'm just waiting for the opening