I Suppose - Mike G, Speak, Syd

I never follow them trends

I never follow my friends

I only follow myself

While I was gettin' my ends

Benjamins or whatever that means

I might go slip her a pill

She might go slip out them jeans

Honey go and show your face

Fat ass, thin waist

Dancin' on the table

Like your dignity was misplaced

Missplelled with a «z» at the end

Once them panties go off

You’ll never see me again

See me dapperin' in pea coat

Struttin' like a peacock

See the watch that he got sellin', fuck that ain’t no G-Shock

Presidental Rolex, diamond studded Casio

Calculating numbers with a couple drug runners yo

Stoop kid never left his stoop, 'til he got enough dough

To go and buy him a coup

If you ain’t talkin' 'bout loot, go ahead and keep it on mute

I’m ballin' out Popeyes in my three piece suit right

I’ll take a two piece, fries and a biscuit

Here today, gone tomorrow

Blink and you’ll miss it

I’m from a different world, and I’m only here to visit

So you got to let me probe if you want to come and kick it

I like to ride that ferris wheel

I liked you better when your eyes were closed

«It don’t get better much better than this»

I suppose

«It can’t get much worse than this»

I suppose

«It don’t get much better than this»

I suppose

«No»

I suppose, I suppose

Now I’m asking, «Where do we go?»

Don’t, stay for whole episodes

We finishing shows but

The way my schedule goes I won’t see you 'till next season

I can tell she believes I keep her for various reasons

And if, she doesn’t write at night

I tell you what you like in fights

I might tell her she’s right

I have six reasons to leave her

I choose the rolls of a dice, so you have to play your part

Cause you should be captured in and they look better in the dark

Conflict sets us apart, so I’d rather not start

Flow propane from flames if our hearts might spark

And candles are only lit so we can see where we walk

Because she, I love it when she talk that talk

I feel great, you should too

You work to deserve it

So the cost might add up if you show me that you worth it

We copped our

And when we down South, we chop and blaze or on the interstate

Gold grills, Versace shades

I like to ride that ferris wheel

I liked you better when your eyes were closed

«It don’t get better much better than this»

I suppose

«It can’t get much worse than this»

I suppose

«It don’t get much better than this»

I suppose

«No»

I suppose, I suppose