เนื้อเพลง Mantra - Earl Sweatshirt
เนื้อเพลง Mantra
Get your lady
Cop, piff, inhale & cough
Rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my d*ck & playing cautious
Imma show you how it's done right n*gga
Drop this when the sunlight gone
Better run right home when the sky turn black
Screaming "f*ck five-0" til my line go flat
In that ash-gray beamer we'll be callin that the pigeon coupe
Jack knife b*tches to the couches in they living rooms
Ask who the best and I doubt that they picking you
Back like how I need to style, I invented you
Act like you don't know the name
Only time I ain't eating when the cho-cha stanky
Listening to Pre, getting dome while I lane switch
B*tches by the three licking coke off the pinky of a
Poster child, you're supposed to hate me
Bold & wild, you broke and angry, my n*gga
Name getting bigger than the difference between us
N*ggas is fake, I limit the features I give 'em
Sweat (sweat) shirt (shirt)
You know you famous when the n*ggas that surround you switch
And if they hating in a passive tense, now they hounding d*ck
And you ain't ask for this
Now you surrounded with a gaggle of 100 f*cking thousand kids
Who you can't get mad at, when they want a pound & a pic
Cause they the reason that the traffic on the browser quick
And they the reason that the paper in your trousers thick
I said sweat (sweat), shirt (shirt)
You can tell the Reaper Imma meet em when he sent for me
With a cleaver, & a .30, and some twisted weed
I pick one, and let the crimson leak, n*gga
Get your lady
Cop, piff, inhale & cough
Rip the label off this
Picked the road that got twists
I'm holding my d*ck & playing cautious
You used to say you like violins
And your lifestyle depend on me
And I know it's night time when you get lonely
And tell all your little friends how that b*tch stole me
And despite all the facts that you got phony
You gonna tell them bout the night that you exposed me
For the bastard I was
And how I probably smashed every b*tch that I passed in the club
And the last couple months was the worst
Cause I smashed all the trust
That I earned in the past couple months
That we had as a couple
My abscence, a fuss
Was a problem that we ain't ever really get to solve
We just smashed & we scuffled
Tryna keep it calm but I snap at you
Now you're taking all your property back & it's obvious that
That apart from the fact that we f*ck & it's bomb
And I hate when you home
And when I'm gone I don't call cause you nag
Man I brought you some sh*t
And I bought you some sh*t
What you offering here?
What the f*ck you offering here?