Tuscan Leather Pt. 2 Lyrics

Been in my bag like old ladies at church offering peppermint

They keep on telling me imma a heaven sent

Keeping to myself

Don't raise hell to stay relevant

Been a trending topic can't ever question my relevance

Every time that I drop flows

Ya homies hit ya line like did you hear that new Guapo

You know the shit amazing but you downplay it

Then niggas turn around and steal the sound ain't it

I ain't even mad that's how the shit go

I keep these niggas going like a citgo

Lately I been popping off like crisco

Or hot grits

The shit these niggas dropping is not it

I been fly as hell but never been in a cockpit

Nigga take a step back before I shoot like rocket

I know these niggas out here chain snatching

Ain't materialistic but into high fashion

So I'll be damned if you fuck my fit up

We gone take you for ride like niggas tryna play pick up

Niggas bitches running round like mean girls how they clique up

Lately I'm on some solo shit

And please don't ask me what's in my solo bitch

Prolly a mixture of liquor and raw emotion

Shawty get me drunk that's the only way that I'm open

I'm tryna swim I heard that you got an ocean

Ion do the back and forth this ain't the us open

I be rocking my tennis chains like Wimbledon

Sophisticated can't hang around with no simpletons

Real nigga party, these bitch niggas ain't getting in

All my niggas in VIP

Ballin every season gotta give me the MVP

Ion take breaks like I'm playing in every league

Won't hesitate to shoot if I feel like I'm under siege

Kevin gates with the stamina no fatigue

You know I keep some soldiers with me

Real hittas ready to blow like bob and Whitney

Kyrie with the handles niggas getting shifty

Then they act they forgot let me refresh ya memory

Back in the day these bitches wasn't fuckin with me

Niggas wasn't fuckin with me they still ain't fuckin with me

Like homophones

Left me out to dry been feeling like home alone

I came out on top call me Mcculkin

Prayed on my downfall now these niggas be sulking

Feeling like I'm the sultan

One thing for sure two things for certain

Imma buy my ma a crib before they call this shit curtains

Sleep too peaceful when I know they be lurking

Snakes in the grass

Beheading all of the serpents

Deeper than on the surface

Mad layers peel it back like an onion

Tears in your eyes the progress is stunning

I been through some shit I don't like to speak on

But I will so you can see where I come from

Far from perfect and ain't aiming for it

Some of my flaws are what make them adore me

This been shit been working for me

Every door open up just like skeleton key

Never met nobody I need

Cause they never got what I need

And they never see me for me

I'm just what they can perceive

Some shit you gotta see to believe