​j. sula
​ego trip!
[Verse 1]
Tell 'em
What you don't know can't hurt you
Motherfuckers ain't what they say, they more cursive
Penning my pain in these verses
You think that's impressive, you should see me in person
Game shriveled up like a sun-dried fruit
Needed some life in it, that's where I come through
Hot rocks heating up in my fondue
My placement on the beat got you like, "mon Dieu"
Ooh, good gracious, the kid is ostentatious and lit
With no chaser, I spit straight Absolut
Evidently, I been down mentally
Then, there was therapy
Now, my mind Bentleys and Rolls Royces
The pleasure is all mine, it's joyous
Couldn't ask for more
Fake smiling at me, what you acting for?
Give me five minutes, I'll be back in four
Nobody realer, bitch take the plastic off, yuh
Stuck on earth, not me, bitch watch me blasting off (aye, aye)
They thinking they safe
Walk in the room and watch 'em masking up, damn
Mind blown, wallet too, watching the stacks I been racking up
Draining the life out ya like I'm Dracula
[Verse 2]
Wearing Patagonia while I'm in California
And rocking boxers and a wife-beater tank in Estonia
The Godfather himself would think my rhymes are felonious
Purple rain falling like I'm next to Apollonia
Don't hold me up
Thinking you slick bitch, I'm on to ya
Mustang season, you gon' have to pony up
Save the questions for the end, I'm still up on the podium
I'm living in my truth, yeah it's real
Find some peace of mind and let you know how it feels
Ain't signing a contract, ain't taking no deals
Know they kill, and I'm still
Grinding like words are made of steel, yeah