Carousel - Rob Curly

Yeah

Aye

Yeah

Yeah

Uh, You make me float… I feel so ascendant

I fuck that throat but you not offended

I love how you move when you move that

If I didn’t know you then it’s who dat

It’s no roof, no floof, and no truth

It’s my way

And straight to the point like highways or freeways

But no backstreets

And why them niggas hating.

tell them @ me

Moving like I’m packing… I’m packing

Aiming for your face.

call it acne

My nigga shaq acting like IMDB shit

Like we undefeated

Like never unseated

Likes 3's… from the half-court line

Save the shade 'cause I need my shine

Like two watches and two foxes on each arm 'cause my time and my bitches napalm

Like I be spitting like dentures and shit

I need a venture capitalist on the team like pronto and shit

Popular shit.

ain’t nobody topping this shit

Honestly shit.

I’ma need my honors and shit

Woah

No patience, I been patient

I need my flowers right now.

I’m not waiting

I been pacing, back and forth, I’m impatient

I been working for a while and it’s all greatness

They say don’t say it

They say you can’t say it

They say it only gets harder but I’m still staying

And I’m still praying

And I’m still paying for my past mistakes.

I’m on my last payment

Yeah and I never renege

So please don’t ever front on the kid

I never fucked with the pigs

Keep my head on a swiv cause niggas always acting a bitch

I know you feel me

Like who do you know that get down the way that I put it down

I don’t trip off no bitch cause I know they gon' be back when I’m rich

Yeah

She thought she had me

She thought she bagged me

Your mistake

Miss me with the Ima stay

Ima dip

Ima hit the next chick with namaste

Im zen now

Ever since I dropped you, I can grin now

Like Vin now.

the flow is diesel

I mean the flow is lethal

I mean I swear this shit is art and the beat the easel

I mean them hoes is evil.

for something so feeble

Guess she seen a lot but it’s too hard to believe you

Man it’s funny though.

how you always leave me with the runny nose, sick

Playing like the victim.

moving funny though

Good God, guess I’m better off chasing money though

Silly me, don’t you never ever let them come and go

But let them go

Don’t even watch them leave

Don’t even speak on 'em

Leave the shade to the trees

We wasting no time back to birds and the bees

Billion different niggas but it’s only one of me

Like who do you know that get down the way that I put it down

I don’t trip off no bitch cause I know they gon' be back when I’m rich

Like who do you know that get down the way that I put it down

I don’t trip off no bitch cause I know they gon' be back when I’m rich