Left Boy Follow

[Verse 1:]
I'mma pick it up, to where I let it go
But when I leave it, you had it so
Complex, take it out the context
All I ever wanted from you was some bomb sex
Another drunk text, another phone call
Baby pease shut up until the ?
You acting like I have to give a fuck cause you fall
In love with the one and only, yes yah
Best to the best to the best
Take a big fat shit on your home girl's chest
They're impressed cause I'm good
They're opressed cause I'm good
Take money from the rich and invest in the hood
Ya my Maserati four door peace of shit chrome rims
Make it go (rooahr) 'til your ears ring
I hear the birds sing, I hear the coins drop
I hear the "please don't ever leave hip hop"

[Hook:]
Baby check it out I ain't going nowhere
I'll be right here when you need me I'll be
Baby check it out I ain't going nowhere
I'll be right here when you need me I'll be THEEEEREEE

[Verse 2:]
Huh maybe not, who know where I'll be
I got shows overseas where the hoes say please (hoes say please)
I'm sorry se単or, I did not know you were recording some more
God damn, close the door
I'm using my groove, I refused to be whack
So I need to be smoothe, like a braziian wax
A million tracks on my Macbook Pro, fuck the amateur X
Spittin fictional facts, they got a lyrical x
And I make hits roll, kick back and relax
Rolex on the wrist, champagne in the cup
And your little sister is sitting on my dick, what's up?

[Outro:]
I'm the guy at the club that everybody loves
With a bottle of patrone and that other good stuff
L-E-F-T-B-O-me-O-my, I'mma do this shit 'til the day I die
The guy at the club that everybody loves
With a bottle of patrone and that other good stuff
L-E-F-T-B-O-me-O-my, I'mma do this shit 'til the day I die