Missing My Idols

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Uh, take a vivid picture, no photos Implement that shit into your mind, just so you know though Sucker free living, I'ma say that that's the motto So for any nigga on that sucker shit, I'm no ho bro Might just have to drop a bomb, Han Solo Got me bickin' back, being bool, Quasimoto All about my paper gotta get my fucking dough ho Always on the fucking go-go, you a bitch like Tony Romo Niggas came around now they extinct like Dodos Meanwhile I'm in New York fucking up SoHo Just bagged a new chick, Caroline, nickname Coco Took her to the telly now lil' baby going loco She just give me face, ain't no fucking, that's a no-no And she going thirty early, dirty, no soap though I laugh at the haters, everything they say a joke though And I'm screaming, Fuck 12, all these foul ass po-po, yeah, uh [Chorus] But nowadays I really miss my fucking idols, so that's the title I grab a bible, pray for my rivals Dead on arrival, I swear this shit to me like a cycle Bodies in piles, blood rivers resemble Niles They need survival, they need to rehearse a recital I just sit back and listen to old Wayne songs And get dome from a bitch while I brainstorm And spit flames while also making it rain storm [Verse 2] You see I can't ignore it And you niggas don't see it's in your brain to snore And you sleep on me until you can't no more And don't fake on me and try to play the boy I don't know why I feel like nobody loves me Or why they feel like my intention's something ugly Or why I feel like everyone needs something from me Or why I feel like everyone just saying fuck me Or why I feel like the opposition gon' buss me If I gave you my heart, would you still love me? Lately, baby, I feel like nobody trust me Is it just me? Haha, yeah, hold up [Chorus] But nowadays I really miss my fucking idols, so that's the title I grab a bible, pray for my rivals Dead on arrival, I swear this shit to me like a cycle Bodies in piles, blood rivers resemble Niles They need survival, they need to rehearse a recital I just sit back and listen to old Wayne songs And get dome from a bitch while I brainstorm And spit flames while also making it rain storm