Isaiah Rashad - Cilvia Demo lyrics

rate me

Who's that creeping through the city in that dark ass tint?

Misdemeanor on the way, yo

I slide in my rimless Bentley, no tights, I’m gymnast

Bending blocks, my world of Legos

Now baby, hold that wheel while I'm rolling up

Hopefully she old enough up

To purchase that liquor, what I need from the store

She understands her selection, advance her affection

And fears my rejection, never needing a hoe

I got plans to be that nigga, I know you met him as a child

He gave you 10 bones, don't sweat it, don't wile

Be cool for a minute, '93 'Til be cool for Emmett

The hung soul a rapper goes rapping those wrapping woes up

Defying foes, lying toes, weapons on tuck

Malcolm, they tackle for belief in the movement

But Rashad got applause for releasing the music

Now sometimes I be getting higher than a bitch

Smoking all my lows, put the fire to the spliff, what up, now what up

I've been getting higher and higher

And higher and higher, now what up, now what up, now what up

Niggas stepping in the swimming pool, invincible

Women I pursue get lost in this

Middle of the summer's in Miami

Kembe with me, Henney, sipping shots like I bought it for him

I'm a brown skin small waisted

I'm creeping with my ball faces, I like her titties, too

I like her attitude, I like her flexible

She got a baby due, I think she bisexual

At least I hope so

I glance to that little grown man at her front door

He looking at me like I looked at pops when he come for

My mama as a toddler I was selfish this ain't nothing new

I can spend a couple 22s if I want to

I save it for the tour, the allure of the gap tooth

Rap toose, in shape of something

I always knew he would make it something

He got schemes to smoke green

And make him some, take ‘em son

Now sometimes I be getting higher than a bitch

Smoking all my lows, put the fire to the spliff, what up, now what up

I've been getting higher and higher

And higher and higher, now what up, now what up, now what up