Tulips & Split Decisions (Thecomeup)

I was a tulip on a space ship, til I rung around the Rosay, sippin on Deleon, mistake me for Jose, white lines, no way, dancin with death, it’s foreplay, and I only eat the shrooms if they were grew way out in Norway, I might bring the dead back to life, like I’m cordae, doomsday, more weight, til I break the arms before me, this is just a drop of the beginning of my story, don’t stay up and last but not least don’t wait for me,

How do you get when you feel alone? do you ever wanna go out, go all out, get drunk and barely make it home? well I do, cause I’m just fucked up, with a broken soul, my scars they tell me what to do, and I hate that, I’m so jaded, I can’t control myself when I’m faded, what about you? do you ever feel the way I do? if you do, then you’re just like me a little fucked up too

Yea I’m back and killin these hoes, I hadda fall off for my own good, the block was hot as a stove, I was front cover in the post, on the news ain’tcha heard, I was pushin them bundles and birds, now the only weight I push in the gym, 14th floor shit I can’t slip again, can’t afford to go back to the pin, baby mama died while fightin the case, down in the wake I had tears on my face, friends turned they back and exposed they was fake, but all in all man I still didn’t break, even with puttin them drugs in my veins, I disappeared just to fuck the game, but now I’m back and ain’t nothin the same

I think I’ve had one too many drinks, now I’m starting to slur, now the rooms a blur, I can’t stand, but I can still dance, so I do my dance, she do her dance too, I’m in a club with views, but I feel so confused, and the party just keeps goin, the room startin to spin slow motion, bartender poppin a bottle now it’s open, and then I woke up, still fucked up, foot on the break front seat of the whip, it was never in park that’s some crazy shit

I’m addicted to the pleasure, I’m addicted to the life, I’m addicted to ass shakin in the club in the night, I’m addicted to throwin dollars on on all these strippers, I like all of my drinks straight from bottle no mixers, I like the diamonds in my chain, I wanna get a bigger chain, I wanna get bigger house car, game, bank account, bigger safe, I wanna get a bigger shoe collection, pool, and a front gate, if I hadda bigger yard it would just be so I could get a bigger rake,

All the problems I got, are nothin compared to ones I ain’t got, I was blessed with da bops, I was blessed with every time I hit the scene randoms are droppin it hot, I was blessed with the fact that bad things always happen to my opps, I was blessed with the way I grow a beard I was blessed with the sauce, I could check on ya checklist, ya list look like it’s missin some spots, I could spot fake love a mile a way, i think I’m favored by god, you can find me in the cut, man I’m still shakin it up, you lame muhfuckers tryna team up on me, soon karma breakin y’all up, my paperwork always been official tell ya lawyer to look my shit up, phonies try to tell street stories 90 percent of them all made up, I been a dog, been out of the gate, nobody on earth, could chain me up