Windows by Akatullatulla Lyrics

My flow dig too deep, like Osama because I blow up on the beat
Swear you hoes be snakes you be switching users like control alt delete
You bitches be phony like cyber sex, you be talking through a screen
Pussy boy won't run up on me kill you in daylight, not no making a scene
Now I got blood on my jeans bitches calling my phone, want a spot on my team
I texted your hoe "Come on over" now I'm in the bed and I'm making her cream
You could say that I'm photosynthesizing, only thing keeping me alive is the green
She got a good body but she way too nice, need my bitches a little bit mean
Rapping be easy, surviving the hardest the motive will always be jealousy
If you doing better at stacking your cheddar, they make sure you won't succeed
Fuck the population, everyone is so evil, I won't let them get to me
Here's a word of advice, just stay true to yourself and you will go out happily
Happily, I give her my load and I take her to Applebees
Applebees, I spoil her she love the taste of men after see
After see, she eat all my sweets, pray that bitch don't got cavities
Cavities, but there is no connection, our love is a travesty