tjmaq - to be continued... Lyrics

She said she seen the future in my eyes
Tough talk, baby, no surprise
They lookin' up for something to guide
Don't give a f*ck, I'ma be that guy
I'm coming up, need no helping hand
I'm rich as f*ck from the soul of man
They don't understand, they gon hate it cause I ain't like them
Life is like a fairytale book, you like Sam I am

And I'm man with the plan
And I'm man with some bands
These bitches plotting on a scam
So I said, I love you to the fam
Said, I love you to my gram
You never know which day will be your end
Watch your back and these so-called"friends"
And if you don't one day, they might tell you put your hands

Up
Put them hands up
If you f*cking with this shit, put your hands up
Real quick, I might turn you into dancer
And I'll get my money up like bonanza
Burning up too hot for these damn drums
Yeah baby, I'm sick, influenza
Yeah baby, I'm sick, influenza
They can't be sick like me, that's depressing

Yeah, shit, shit, shit
Talk my shit, talk my shit, talk my shit, shit
Nobody can even understand the kid
I'm so misunderstood
No, f*ck that shit I ain't no bitch
I ain't no snitch neither, I put my golden snitch in her face
I need some dish cleaner, bitches be stealing shit from my plate
That's okay, I ain't even on the present time today
Talking years away
I'ma have em press rewind today

I'ma find a way to make it back to home on my spaceship
They just see somebody do something they can't do when they say shit
Haters tasteless, make it make sense
What's the motherf*ckin' basis
They playin' this shit that make you brainless And I'm making shit that'll make your f*cking brain itch

And my flow is like, what's the opposite of stainless?
And my kryptonite is that motherf*ckin' fake shit
And my girl want dick tonight, that's a conflict that she facing
Hop inside this bitch, all these people wanna see something

What they see?
Is it me?
Bitch, I see none
Give a f*ck about a life, I want a refund
See lil shawty ass dropping down, I wanna rerun

Stuck in cycles of my life, what the f*ck you think?
All I need is my mind right and that f*cking dank
It's gon' be alright if you f*ck with me
Follow me
I'll show you how to be real and shit, don't switch them hands

Up
Put them hands up
If you f*cking with this shit, put your hands up
Real quick, I might turn you into dancer
And I'll get my money up like bonanza
Burning up too hot for these damn drums
Yeah baby, I'm sick, influenza
Yeah baby, I'm sick, influenza
They can't be sick like me, that's depressing

What's up, baby
What's up
(Yeah)
You say
You wanna ride it, baby
Huh
You wanna light it, baby
Yeah

Set the mood right, baby, know I got it
All things, you know how I got it
All state, I'm keeping you insured
Bitch, I got deposit
All this shit, I'm keepin' it secure
Nothing come around me
Too sick
I'm tryna find the cure, they might tryna drown me