Suit

(One Hunnid Graham) Everywhere we go My girl keep a Glock in her purse, yeah Yeah, she don't think that she'll need it But she's prepared for the worse I put on a suit (I wear it) Houston, we have a problem (mayday come in) I think I'm too fly, yeah I think I'm too fly I don't always explain how I feel I'm either numb or I'm broken Sometimes I debate On what's real and what's hopeless Baby, I feel great I slept with one eye open again And now I'm running Everywhere we go I'm not extra, I'm an introvert If I pretend I don't feel it Then there's no way it could hurt I put on a suit (I wear it) Houston, we have a problem (mayday come in) I think I'm too fly, yeah I think I'm too fly Everywhere we go Hot damn, understand, patience is a virtue, baby Uncle Sam, he a fan Unload some your burdens baby Bada bing, bada bam I feel universal no longer No longer alone I'm still thinking about how no one can stop me I'm still seventh round bop bop rocky Money stand five foot tall like a jockey Wow picture me, I need a ladder and a top seat Sorry bout it baby, all my goals a little lofty Don't you want a crib and a car key? Baby little bossy But you know I get it Getting money is a hobby Think it's about time I put on a suit Houston, we have a problem I think I'm too fly, yeah I think I'm too fly