Same Emotions

Team fill my pocket, made a killing off the Uju
My Greek ting pussy, magaron yia ta founou
Niger man, I'm a top striker like Yakubu
I got the force with me, Obi-Wan, Count Dooku
Spear on her shoulder, I could be a Shaka Zulu
I could even match your crazy, both crazy, both cuckoo
I'm watching your body, got your body on the obo
Got me froze, Han Solo, serious, Poe Tolo
Watch the cat's eyes swerve right from the pothole
Get it popping on the pedals, no gears, I had to fix it
Link my killy by the Dixie, hustle on my Nipsey
From Shrewsbury to Pittsea
Had the star dog, I had 'em dogging like Tutri
Gap tooth grin, I look goofy but I'm bookie
She send a nigga pics but the nudes don't move me
But the coochie might move me, that thing, she got the Fuji
I just linked my nigga Dunga and he told me say nada
When you get it with integrity, it's ten times harder
But it's much more rewarding
Any time I play, I push my chips 'cah I'm all in
Need the green Carti buff, it's just to fix the distortion
And I ain't no goth, I had the Ricks before Carti
Acne cap that was khaki
They were rocking Versace with the triple black archie
I done my own ting, different pattern, Fibonacci
Then I patterned up my chargie
I ain't in a double R key
In the mountains in the Archi, man, I'm major like Sharkey
I'm from Southend where white man ah call you darkie
Presidential like Mugabe
On the M, I'm bumping Jah Shi with my wifey in the car seat
Looking in her eyes like they should put you in a Saatchi
'Cause you genuinely artsy
Had a raas 'cah they want me, them a saf, them a mushy
Told my G that we got money on the way
Told my shorty Saint-Tropez on the Louis V what you want
Say me that she hold my hand, she gon' hold my gun
You know there ain't no shame when you love someone
Yeah, we got money on the way, on the way, on the
Saint-Tropez on the Louis V what you want
Say me that she hold my hand, she gon' hold my gun
You know there ain't no shame when you love someone
Yeah, fuck praying for the world with a fake pastor
End up handing out a blessing to a slave master
Raw feelings, need riots, not court dealings
Martial law is in effect, I did a Paul Phoenix
I was embarrassed by my surname for no reason
By a man that had three names with no meaning
Can't read 'em, head in the Bible, I was psalm reading
Fuck a tarot card, UAE, I'm into palm reading
Heart bleeding, gave bro life but he's alive so we can't grieve him
Aren't even ready for him
I don't trust the law that we have
So why'd I need another forty-seven of 'em?
Wavy like Max Pigavelli on a surfboard in Honolulu
I don't do voodoo, rah, I'll do you like I never knew you
You got all that money but you're pissed
Because they're looking through you
I can see your soul crying out 'cause you got nothing to you
Serious operation I'm running, playing no games
Used to scam niggas that I know and give 'em fake names
Two first names like, I don't know, Joe James
Fifteen, still had that panic in my cold veins
Appreciate the struggle, no gas, I am propane
No peace, something in the way, I think I'm
No peace, something in the way, I think I'm Cobain
Came in some Ed Hardy
Feeling like Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy, Tom Hardy
And they wanna bomb-bar me
Sitting on the fence, they wanna en garde me
My girl from Trinidad, I tell her pass through
And cook what you want 'cah where I'm from we eat sharks too
Dagger same shape as a half-moon
Half man, half Harkonnen, I made a killing, that was last June
Told my G that we got money on the way
Told my shorty Saint-Tropez on the Louis V what you want
Say me that she hold my hand, she gon' hold my gun
You know there ain't no shame when you love someone
Yeah, we got money on the way, on the way, on the
Saint-Tropez on the Louis V what you want
Say me that she hold my hand, she gon' hold my gun
You know there ain't no shame when you love someone