Pirouette - Steel Tipped Dove, Shirt

Made it to 2020, nigga

Uh, uh, yeah

That clip of me flying is photoshopped

Went silent, 'cause I’ma nigga who talk allot

I need more than sounding good, I need the info on it

Smile with the dimple on it, crow’s feet

I need the real thing

Swim, play, the eels don’t sting

He dropped the new shit, that’s a seal the deal thing

Look at the building

They build museums out the same cement they build jails

Fly since the gilded age, feather tails

Who you got better, your comparison pales

But SHIRT, what’s gon' happen if it fails?

Fuckboy in a thousand dollar

Like they btter than me, baby, wher at?, where at?

barrette, she had the Gucci with the slant

Hot, spend the day thinking when the sneaker meets the paint

It’s a bidness, kid SHIRT with the bidness

Run me a check, ain’t have my money here yet

Matter fact, run my silhouette

And tell me, have you ever seen a rapper pirouette?

Ah, what’s my fear, what?

You alive, we’re in luck

Four corners, every color honest

Everyone and all this

I study language over international waters

Came away from disrespecting daughters

In the back of the traumas

Capitalist money drip blood, Daddy Warbucks

Run the Twitter with beef

Fuckboy

I’m not seduced by your attractive offers

I’m not swayed by attractive offers

I’m not fazed by the fascist carcass

How you hate SHIRT, you don’t like raps with no cars?

Gang fuck em regardless

Born guilty, beat the charges

Run up in your office

I wanna talk to your smartest

Cop blunts, do what I want, say how I feel

Put some money on your head, keep plannin', I will

See me out, my shorty know I’m payin' more than the bill

I’m only alive 'cause I paid attention

Bob your head, don’t fail your senses

Scale the fences, ah