Science Class

You said you loved me x4
[Verse 1]
You deserve what you allow in your life
Countdown the hours to the final minutes
My vinyl spinnin', shootin' high percentage
Politicin', pop a bottle kid I'm different
Got yo shorty missin'
Used to treat forties like religion
Crack a dutch like I crack a smut
Sellin' dope that you don't bag up
My LA shorty tatted up like Mr. Cartoon
In the Uber bougie lapped up and bout me
Got them mad as fuck, [?] of luxury
Laboratory coats, Y mixin' chemicals like science class
You talkin' mind the cash
My shorty stay with a designer bag
Sippin' wine on tap
You sit and whine and wait for signs but its always cap
I'm like Biff with the almanac
I'm in Japan signin' autographs
Oh my god its Y catch a heart attack

You telling me to dance?
No, I'm saying to get back to the guy who first started playing this game remember?
Way back when, when you were a kid. Wasn't just about the money was it? Was it? Was it?

[Verse 2]
Ay yo, Y drop the ball like the middle league
Your mind stuck on little things
Somewhere in the village with my bitch from Queens
You keep receipts I be deletin' texts we briefly connect
And I don't care if its illegal bread you get what you get
My nigga stop with the excuses there's a lot of proof
Yo shorty strip look what a dollar do
Holla at the dude, I give the honest truth
It be that uncut
Y reveal that shit they try to cover up, fuck is up

I want some alone time