Aqua Magenta
Joemadic
GENRE
[Verse 1]
It's time to start a proper agenda
Model shorties in the Oscar La Renta
Suit and tie mobster niggas
Eating lobster for dinner
Meditatin' in my drop in the winter
On imported tapestry
The color Aqua Magenta
On some different shit
Know you peep the penmanship
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
Bitch it's 10 dollars a month
Get you a membership
Way the light just hit the chandelier was fucking crazy
Nights I'll never forget, but can't remember cause it's hazy
Vision was kinda blurry, but Jamie was hitting perfect
Niggas was in they mold, I'm spitting this from thе surface
Shit I had to relinquish just to reach highеr money
Could never ever extinguish the fire that rises from me
This is commissary, I need reparations for all my niggas
The universe is the destination for all my visions
Can't relate and I just hate to see it
Cause you can bring a thirsty nigga to water
But you can't make him drink it
I learned this shit by myself
Without no witness, no help
I slipped and fell, so now I keep me a belt
Well nigga hide up in that kitchen, she'll melt
And you become another product of traditional wealth
Growing up like I did
It's time to start a proper agenda
Model shorties in the Oscar La Renta
Suit and tie mobster niggas
Eating lobster for dinner
Meditatin' in my drop in the winter
On imported tapestry
The color Aqua Magenta
On some different shit
Know you peep the penmanship
You ain't gotta lie to kick it
Bitch it's 10 dollars a month
Get you a membership
Way the light just hit the chandelier was fucking crazy
Nights I'll never forget, but can't remember cause it's hazy
Vision was kinda blurry, but Jamie was hitting perfect
Niggas was in they mold, I'm spitting this from thе surface
Shit I had to relinquish just to reach highеr money
Could never ever extinguish the fire that rises from me
This is commissary, I need reparations for all my niggas
The universe is the destination for all my visions
Can't relate and I just hate to see it
Cause you can bring a thirsty nigga to water
But you can't make him drink it
I learned this shit by myself
Without no witness, no help
I slipped and fell, so now I keep me a belt
Well nigga hide up in that kitchen, she'll melt
And you become another product of traditional wealth
Growing up like I did
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