Denise’s Last Son

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Erick the Architect] Yeah Frequent or it's foreign genius Premature, born anemic But I rose a Phoenix [?] free me from a fetus Though you keep a secret I ain't preaching But you buy allegiance I ain't trynna teach it We just follow suit So I'm stepping in Bottega Right before I hit that booth I got movies in the loops You aloof and in the Louvre I'm acting loopy you confused I'm in Paris drinking too, nigga 2013 was in the dollar van with you, nigga (Brrrr) This another one, Denise's last son Shopping carts in the hood were like cars [?] from I got evolved and sipping rum My whole block was on one Was a kid and seen [?] on the block, onе time Way before thе long [?] I got guap and Jordan While flapping these gums Hit Japanese joints Say it back and reform Getting stacks to pre-form All the backs I lean on Yeah we that, we reborn, reborn Drinking with my [?] Never run your mouth unless you think it's relative (Shut up) Still embellishing intelligence, I always did Fuck what other people say, you can't protect your kids Unconditional, the love is real with blemishes (It's real) Had to drag my head, I had to match my melanin [?], won't share my pen I'm in my element, I swear to god I always been (Check it out) [Chorus: Erick the Architect & BLK ODYSSY] OK I walk like this (I walk like this, I walk like this) I'm mobbing out in Paris, France (and I'm mobbing out in Paris, France) Sharper than the razor's edge (Stay sharper than a razor's edge) (That's Denise's last son) I'm drinking red (I'm drinking red, I'm drinking red) I'm mobbing out in Paris, France (and I'm mobbing out in Paris, France) Momma said protect yo kids (Plus my momma said protect yo kids) (That's Denise's last son) [Verse 2: Erick the Architect] Generating bread, the hustle made me hate my head Swerving drunk, I'm trynna skate the razor's edge, I'm off the meds Trynna push me off the ledge, I'm tired of playing Simon says Got some drama with me, it get sticky when it's time for that Start the [?], drama find me here Bag is [?] Bigger coats, anyone in bigger smoke this time of year Every summer drama find me with my conglomerate Until we push the prom I'm praying to be tolerant (All the bullshit) Every time I have a thought I question even if I say it Nowadays you make excuses for your music, but they play it Far as I'm concerned the only nigga that could really say it Is the Architect creating charred, a dialect of fire burning in my chest Had to find out what that Icebox, spent a couple on the set Jewellery wet, pussy wet, phone vibes is disconnect Was on my shit before we met so I ain't really so impressed Spent this whole summer stressed but something told me to invest How I'm feeling at the moment at the bottom of them steps God smiling at me vexed, went through trauma to be best Explaining why I rap like I got 5 minutes left, I try to dodge them cigarettes Man my uncle's from the 'jects, man my momma's from the 'jects So don't tell me I ain't blessed with every fiver and my flesh I tried crying but I'm stressed, had to fly to the West But we Giants on the Jets, but we Giants on them Jets [Chorus: Erick the Architect & BLK ODYSSY] OK I walk like this (I walk like this, I walk like this) I'm mobbing out in Paris, France (and I'm mobbing out in Paris, France) Sharper than the razor's edge (Stay sharper than a razor's edge) (That's Denise's last son) I'm drinking red (I'm drinking red, I'm drinking red) I'm mobbing out in Paris, France (and I'm mobbing out in Paris, France) Momma said protect yo kids (Plus my momma said protect yo kids) (That's Denise's last son)