Mozambique Sultans

Had a bone spur I never caught that growth spurt
 I chose work shows overseas I sold merch
 My soul hurt, life can be a cold jerk
 Still I got my eyes, my ears and my legs thank god they both work
 Ain't gotta stylized my life for ya been places
 Just do ya set 30 second rest gym basics
 Been gracious been embraced vintage Wind breakers
 One day I make a couple 100k for hitting stages
 Y'all ain't seen nothing yet living life in double x
 Chubby checker grubbing at restaurants cashing chubby checks
 Backstage shorty rock a slutty dress she know my preference
 Told her to chill but she don't listen yo she so aggressive
 Back to back meetings staggered sleeping patterns I'm a dreamer
 Visualize the realism still I picture Eden
 We co-create every moment that we step in
 Here today gone tomorrow can be over in a second
 Trying to tell me to wait motherfucker no I'm gone
 Fuck ya song, you the type sucking and cucking to get on
 We don't do that I just invest, I make my loot back
 Suleyman I school em on emoluments u knew that
 The human monument communist you fond of this
 Who trying to diss the finest got you snorting up a line of this
 Straight organics out the canister
 Peep the mechanics got the stamina that's word
 From my medical examiner