AFFAIRS

[Verse]
I’m not no undercard
The weed be musty underarm
To my opps fuck em all
But I still wish the best for em
Niggas always chattin
When yall pickin the next forum
Watch out who yall at’in
They gon take your life for you
I be in Manhattan, all these lights they really flashing
They disappear in Harlem where all of the violence happens
Need to go to Florida for some damn Orlando Magic
Macho Man Randy Savage, the way I can rock a pattern
Drama you be adding to the mix of clout gumbo
Golden Globe you acting brand new you not acting humble
You sold your soul for the gram just to make a rumble
Niggas tryna crack your chips like some smashed ruffles
Get niggas really heated, you gon have your last scuffle
They be really demons you’d wish that they would punch you
Knifes leave your back bleeding, you’d wish it was hood scuffles
It’s a bit much to handle you in big trouble

[Chorus]
Pour up with no beers, you driving impaired
You ain’t really mad at traffic, you mad at your fears
Imagine what would happen, you lost in ideas
It floats away and clears, too many affairs
Pour up with no beers, you driving impaired
You ain’t really mad at traffic, you mad at your fears
Imagine what would happen, you lost in ideas
It floats away and clears, too many affairs