MATHEMATICS - Shorty / Four Horsemen lyrics

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Shorty, shorty

These are the niggas you run into

I’m tryna reel them out, capable

I’m merely tryna get to know you

Shorty, shorty

These are the niggas you run into

I’m tryna reel them out, capable

I’m merely tryna get to know you

I swang my coat open, …

We sat for a while speaking on various topics

She told me how she always liked to be in the tropics

Grabbed her hand gently, look dead in the optic

She kinda spiritual like she be with the prophet

Even though we just met like something don’t wanna stop this

We kept conversating, feeling the hotness

She giving me feedback now I’m feeling I got this

Educated brown skin, intellectual

Tell me what I gotta do to stay right next to you

Maybe I was blessed with you, I could be your soul mate

We only have a minute now but we could make a whole date

Yeah, baby girl, you made my whole day

A true queen when they spot a good man

You could have anything in this world except cream

Shorty, shorty

These are the niggas you run into

I’m tryna reel them out, capable

I’m merely tryna get to know you

Shorty, shorty

These are the niggas you run into

I’m tryna reel them out, capable

I’m merely tryna get to know you

I did everything, tried to avoid it

Got off at the wrong stops, even took the long blocks

Trying out the guap heads, now I’m in the barber shop

…homie walks in, I pay it no attention

He ice grilling, smooth face … mad ‘cause I’m fucking his broad

But the ill shit is shorty kept it real and told him how she felt

But son couldn’t handle that, spent a lot of effort and paper to win her love back

Normally out, but this is personal and you gotta …with her

Stay a healthy father figure, a word to the wise, a lot of men killed for wives

Who wasn’t worth it, got himself a real beef and couldn’t hold it

Felt jerk, pride hurt, emotionally driven head first into a bullet

Suicide, all praises due to lowest high, I strive to stay humble…

I’m your highness, your highest title, numero uno

…your man super, grand groover on that Sambuca

Mass mover, automatic rap, nigga clap

Back, I lean for my brother, you know

The wolf stay fed ‘cause they feed on each other

I got a G for a mother, Cynthia’s son

Take the game like three at the buzzer

Harder than a prison wall, hitting y’all all

Up in critical condition and it’s official with my picking ball

Listen y’all, sir I, certified, anything other than the facts are falsified

They idolize I, well, I know wise guys

Leave ‘em eyes wide inside the gravel pit spitting inside nine

Dubs flash hot enough to warm glass

When the shark pass piranhas part path

I’m talented, yes, I’m gifted

Never loose stick, never shop lifting

I get the cash, see money over tricks here

Keep a snow bunny in the kitchen

The hood still love me ‘cause I’m different

See, that’s the difference, I talk greezy, my hands greezy

That’s the chicken, it’s that easy

My flow fat ‘cause I’m that greedy

You gotta feed me in stacks, what up to crack Petty

State propriety, racially profound, state troopers stopping me, I know that

30 it’s a shame, I should slow that

Kick off my shoes, put my coke down

Separate the oil from the coke now, Benny’s got plenty yet I still want more

Kinda like a fiend with 35 but still want more

85% still don’t know, that’s 100% of y’all rappers try to steal my flow