Yours Truly

[Guilty Simpson]

Yours truly

I walk on clouds

Look down and see the world from a point of view we're true (true)

Never followed trends did what few would do

Still drop tunes for you and you

I'm from the glove, Motor City show me love and I show it back

Check my stats Capricorn on the zodiac

All the real heads know the raps

Guilt Simpson in the back toasting cognac

Cheers (cheers)

[Josh]

How's this happening

[Quelle Chris]

Yours truly

Sincerely, QC

PS, pump your BS breaks I'm groovy, the dream

Borderline MLK Jr. and Juicy

So those from loose leaf to phonos

Como to how you not know

My whole style is go buckwild

But look both ways like Musiq Soulchild

My new bowl not in my house

If you plannin' to put shade in the sauce

It's like Buble to white folks when I write quotes

Something about it left their eyes cloudy

Surrounded by the hardest this side of the Tardis

Still draped up in my baggy garments

Looking like rap incarnate

Return of the Mac

Eating Cheesecake Factory mac n' cheese balls

The bread in the basket was all for me, Paul

All I'm saying is I keep it fat fuck the weigh-in

Any class I bash my way in

I'm not for playing, still he

Quick to go from Boom Bye Yeah to Kumbaya to

Keef and close like Juggalos keep movements red and purple Faygos

My childhood full of fables

My wiring full of cables

I'm boutta split the pie and take what's mine it's simultaneous

If you gettin' this leather runner before I'm dead and famous

Got so much more to say

Let me gather up these pages (these pages)

[MED]

Yeah

Sincerely yours

City known I did it for

We're never sure

No pity worn, get informed

Painted path breath of wind I could send a storm

My brain hurricane, raining like a meteor

Medaphor, piggy bank burst tryna stuff a trust fund

Stacking funds, education for my son

Meditation keep my trigger finger numb, save a rapper from

Succumbing the verse, birth the troubled sun

I vision estate great grandkids relayed it straight

Any occasion we use to celebrate

Went from L's to elevating

Held at heaven's gate but faith is all we got in a shot to make it

But faith is all we got in a shot to make

Shit's getting real out here man, keep your head up

[Josh]

Oh I was nervous then

But just despondent now

While I wander through aforementioned crowds

Nothing left to say

When the portrait's done

Solipsistic truths

Just feeling far from everyone