Verse 1
We got that 60s love, she Onassis
So I’m a Kennedy anytime that I stunt
I Don Draper her, now I’m tapered up
Up to the Windsor, down to the wingtips
Scotch on the rocks has got me feelin’ belligerent
I read her body, the rest of these men illiterate
These basic women are takin’ my lyrics literally
I speak in tongues, she understand it subliminally
So go girl, that sundress is so Marilyn
I’m in her state, movin smooth like a Terrapin
Identifying with only the blondes or brunettes
She break the mold, that black hair is to prove it
And black magic she practicin’, she bad as shit
Got me corrupted we Lee Harvey assassin ‘em
She Drew on em, I never question the aim
Promise she Will, so never question my name
Verse 2
Self-made man, I started at the soil
And elevated this shit until I ascended to royalty
Prince William, now address him accordingly
I’m well-dressed just like Gentlemen’s Quarterly
At the black tie with attire to the nines
She a ten, I’m the one like the difference
She say my air is too cold like Michigan
My discipline is only spittin’ significance
No budget, they know I’m better than advertised
Madison Ave will only get you to fantasize
CEO or MC, I can’t decide
Two animals in one, I’m like a dragonfly
Lyrics connect, create it like a mosaic
The best artists will never garner the praises
Underappreciated over overrated
And I take it to the grave like these records that I’m slayin
Verse 3
Son of a couple baby boomers
But all the rumors seem to come from sons of bitches
Reading gossip mags and keepin’ up on the fiction
Straining their vocal chords but none of us ever listen, my only interest is history
I had my grandfather fightin’ in the second one
I’m the rookie of the year, he’s a veteran
And if the man never let him come home
I’d never be tellin’ y’all bout the artists than I’m better than
Compete with elders, too far ahead of contemporaries
I lay it down like pallbearers in cemeteries
Take a number, that dotted line is necessary
I pass em up like 29s in February
The realest out, I keep it cool as I want to be
You actin cool, that classify as a wannabe
So the skills I’m flexin em like a workout
Promise I love her, but I gotta go to work now
We got that 60s love, she Onassis
So I’m a Kennedy anytime that I stunt
I Don Draper her, now I’m tapered up
Up to the Windsor, down to the wingtips
Scotch on the rocks has got me feelin’ belligerent
I read her body, the rest of these men illiterate
These basic women are takin’ my lyrics literally
I speak in tongues, she understand it subliminally
So go girl, that sundress is so Marilyn
I’m in her state, movin smooth like a Terrapin
Identifying with only the blondes or brunettes
She break the mold, that black hair is to prove it
And black magic she practicin’, she bad as shit
Got me corrupted we Lee Harvey assassin ‘em
She Drew on em, I never question the aim
Promise she Will, so never question my name
Verse 2
Self-made man, I started at the soil
And elevated this shit until I ascended to royalty
Prince William, now address him accordingly
I’m well-dressed just like Gentlemen’s Quarterly
At the black tie with attire to the nines
She a ten, I’m the one like the difference
She say my air is too cold like Michigan
My discipline is only spittin’ significance
No budget, they know I’m better than advertised
Madison Ave will only get you to fantasize
CEO or MC, I can’t decide
Two animals in one, I’m like a dragonfly
Lyrics connect, create it like a mosaic
The best artists will never garner the praises
Underappreciated over overrated
And I take it to the grave like these records that I’m slayin
Verse 3
Son of a couple baby boomers
But all the rumors seem to come from sons of bitches
Reading gossip mags and keepin’ up on the fiction
Straining their vocal chords but none of us ever listen, my only interest is history
I had my grandfather fightin’ in the second one
I’m the rookie of the year, he’s a veteran
And if the man never let him come home
I’d never be tellin’ y’all bout the artists than I’m better than
Compete with elders, too far ahead of contemporaries
I lay it down like pallbearers in cemeteries
Take a number, that dotted line is necessary
I pass em up like 29s in February
The realest out, I keep it cool as I want to be
You actin cool, that classify as a wannabe
So the skills I’m flexin em like a workout
Promise I love her, but I gotta go to work now
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