Centrifugal force pulling me off-course, in a horse race
Changing horses midstream, fourteenth place
On videotape surveillance playback
Sigh you lose face, disgraced, God forbid you
Fall off of the face of the Earth with chase
The black hole of what you thought it was worth today
Dont shoot the piano player I heard them say
It was your fault, centrifugal force, you got caught
Convict monotonous, a verdict thoughtless
As you read it out loud, at least I was being relatively honest
Standing in your office trying to speak to some anacondas
Leaking sawless from the sawdust
While your doppleganger stands copless
No one notices, they got their own dramas
Drama-ramas mellow dramas
You draw commas on the eyes of madonnas
And wonder why you cant turn traumas into nirvanas
Dont mess your head up, still run with these young bucks
Still runnin on jet fuel, still pimpin on what-what
What was I thinkin? I wasnt
What am I drinkin? Im buzzin
Speakin of weekends I used to fuck with your cousin
I used to rap about nothin, now I rap about nothin
But that nothin was somethin that aint nobody was bumpin
See I still got it boo-boo, just a battle, do you
Wonders if you dont wanna be under some gross dude
But most girls will do it just for a corner seat at Nobu
I bet your daughters perfect, he say it like he know you
My daughter isnt living yet, at water village idiot
Their flows dumb, but that royaltys the silliest
Now
Someone tell these niggas I aint fuckin round
Fly them all to Vegas man we hold it down
Livin for the present, nigga we fuck futures
Sippin on some whiskey, these bitches drinkin Kombucha
Recession means more oppression, these niggas will shoot ya
Rio de Janeiro, these bitches lookin like Xuxa
Talk with anacondas, at least Im bein honest
Im tryin to turn these Keke Palmers into baby mamas
Baby mama, Im your baby, mama
Man, let your boy drown, they aint save me, momma
They aint save me momma
They aint save me momma
Silk pillow for that new weave
Silk pillow for that new weave