Slacks - FIGURES

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Intro
Unh-unh
(Kick it, kick it)
Okay
 
What it take in this place to realize we all the same? (That's on you)
What it take in this place for real eyes to be lain? (On ya)
I fell in love with the turbulence and she went airplane (On me)
Wondered where my curvy went, let go and got some stains (On me)
Used to fall in love, but now everybody hating on me
Used to fall in love, but now everybody waiting on me
Pass the tracks, pass the raps, and the stacks after that
Matter of fact, who asked you? Shit
I've been working too hard to give loose to your blueprint
You say you need a good girl before you could do you
That's stupid like bruh, who the fuck that make you?
I'm sure there's dudes who could suck dick better than your girl
I know girls who could take a hit, hit back and make you hurl
Bounce her curls, at the same time, texting the whole world
And been known I could do it, too, forever with the swirl
Forever with the squirrels, I get my nut and unfurl
She playing with her pearls while I'm sipping on some Earl
Gray space is the lines, in between mankind
So be kind, and in the end feel all the light
And all like one another, but don't be like one another
Call them sister, call them brother, call your father and your mother
Give yourselves a friendly kiss and every now and then a tugger
(Mother fucker)
 
Gray space is the lines, in between mankind
So be kind, and in the end feel all the light
And all like one another, but don't be like one another
Call them sister, call them brother, call your father and your mother
Give yourselves a friendly kiss and every now and then a tugger
(You can hit it!)
Little Slugger
 
Little mother-fucker, who's your father figure?
Little father-fucker, tell me who's your mother figure?
Just be your own figure and you'll figure it out
Go figure, six figures
Little mother-fucker, who's your father figure?
Little father-fucker, tell me who's your mother figure?
Just be your own figure and you'll figure it out
I'm a wigga? How you figure?
 
I could give a fuck about appearance, hell
If I could, I'd put it up on a clearance sale
So weird the smell
Get that shit out of here, won't go near fear itself
Vanity, insanity, count the products on your shelf
Take care of your fake hair, but ain't dare take care of self
Made aware to mine veins bare but ain't pay mind to health
Our shame wears deflated sails, fuck the air we want wealth
Oil drilling stays willing, we stuck to the cars we are dealt
Arms full of welts, from pulling it together with welds
Blame it on the full metal jacket mentality
Straight gone through hell thanks to fascist faculties
Yes, they fucking with white boys, but I admit a bit casually
Believe me, I hate this shit actually
I can feel judgement attached to me, government tracking me
Why ain't nobody giving no slack to me, huh?
I'm judging you before we even met
Hypocrite-ass shit, but see, it's what I expect
And if that don't tell you nothing, here's something else to regret
 
Our love been away for so long
(So long)
(x4)
 
Little mother-fucker, who's your father figure?
Little father-fucker, tell me who's your mother figure?
Just be your own figure and you'll figure it out
Go figure, six figures
Little mother-fucker, who's your father figure?
Little father-fucker, tell me who's your mother figure?
Just be your own figure and you'll figure it out
I'm a wigga? How you figure?
 
Oh my, my
Sheesh!

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