Tan Leather

[Intro] Fuck it, I want no bullshit pullin', man. No bullshit over here, kid. Straight from queens, man. Flushing to be exact. Shit [Verse 1] Fuck the light at the end of the tunnel Cause I'm living for today, trying not to drown in a bottle Death all around me, drugs seem to numb me Mental's getting sicker, the Devil's getting comfy Acupuncture with the smoke like I'm Mason Storm Legs crossed like a Buddhist, smoking Buddha Angry tuna, chilling, getting brain from Uma Used to lose, now everybody kangaroos Hop off the schnitzel, see me on Kissena Smoke the marijueena, always been the same guy Whether balling on a yacht, or hauling from the cops I'm flooring on the Fox, 'til I'm swelled up in a box All you gotta do is see me when you see me I'm burning bitches from the TV like a CD I'm trynna live the life in 3D So you could nibble on my pee-pee We out in Fiji [Hook] From having money on my mind to having money in my pocket Bone marrow roasted Spread it on the rosemary bread, lightly toasted Drizzle with the vinaigrette Stuffed Dutches and it's pulling like a cigarette [Verse 2] Until I'm tan skinned, bitches saying that I'm handsome 'Bout to be up on the screen like Ted Danson Suede loincloth, never fall off Mr. Wonderful, Paul Orndorff Leather jacket, knee length Peace to people getting money in the 80's with the freebase First time, you get a free taste That's the start of a career chase, I'm eating cheese plate Skirt steak shaved straight up off the diaphragm Muay Thai title fights out in Thailand I spit the fly shit, accompanied by fly bank Use the flows that have me diving up in thighs tan Purple rain, no Prince, summer solstice Dope body, but her pussy's like an old fish The antipasti is a cold dish Yo, I'm focused, catch me out in London speaking Polish [Hook]