Lady Nectarine - EarthGang, Marian Mereba

I’m the worse kinda, kinda thing

I’m alert, I’m a light, I’m alone

I was birth loud as fuck in the church

Kinda, kinda thing

Jesus Christ, I’m alive, I’m at large

I’m at risk, I’ma moving target

Kinda, kinda king

Tippy toes tall, living in the valley

In the moonlight searching for the peace

You gonna pile them up sevin in the ally

And we out here gunning, searching for the weaks

Throw a couple C’s by the creek damn

Rolling up a couple trees by the creek

Oh, I think them C’s about to leak

Apathy running rampant like the plague threw streets

Who would think that I would be questioning if I should own a piece

Caught a flat

Well a nigga headed to the bank at least

I think they got me too man

A nigga scared to speak

Home is temporary and the soul is everything

I just wanna take a break from southside up to my own all means

Don’t know how to appreciate what you have placed if you miss me

Sorry If it came up salivating or chasing finer things

But I’m trying to make my way cause greater pages ain’t the scene

I seen fruit flies flying overhead

The shit was sweet like a honeysuckle drip drip, dripping down my leg

I know you caught it

Baby you the one the equation has been done

I saw down the plane fly back from my tour out in France

No longer a question if I’m feeling you

My hands on your chest

One thing is clear

Orange slices, my tightness, your lightness

I’m ISIS, you’re my Osiris

Hardly ever share a climate

What time zone when you draw your own horizon

Once some crazy shit comes out into my psyche

You know I’ma kinda cute I drop bombs like the time in Nagasaki

My intellect find equivalent plus success can make a honest women start

repentin'

Shit

Never finish shit like a spoiled brat

I’ma replenish yeah I wanna another sip

Like a cast, I want another grip yeah

A cast I want another grip

Mhm

I’m down you down

Let’s bounce this whatever

Ohhh

I been hella patient so tell me baby (baby)

What’s it gonna be please

I’m high you high

Thank God for the fearless

Say you tired of waiting baby

Let me taste you baby

Lady nectarine (nectarine)

And I ain’t scared to admit

You make my thoughts think twice and forget

Soundbites like what Tyson would spit

Ricocheted threw my mind but the vibe from my grip

I’m usually aloof, loafing

No doubt smoking windows to my soul are broken

Self-destructive but no explosion

Macaulay Culkin but my hulk is Hogan

You don’t like me when I’m angry

And you don’t like to see me creeping

And I don’t like to see you weepin'

But I sees what sees cause I bes what I bes

But I A for the D’s and I O for the P’s and Q’s

You won’t believe what a dream can do

Put a feen in leisure suit

Try to cling to truth

Pretty fucking hard thing to do when the truth don’t agree with you

All I know, all I know

All I known are the bittersweet goodbyes and filberry lows

Hey let me take a sip of your soul

Let me wet my whistle I’ve been traveling for miles

Be a lil tipsy if you’re down

Maybe have me dripping out your mouth

Maybe have me lifting up your blouse

Maybe make a baby name him pronto and have him eating grits at my mom and ‘em

house

It’s whatever

I’m down you down

Let’s bounce this whatever (it whatever)

Ohhh

I been hella patient so tell me baby (baby)

What’s it gonna be

I’m down you down

Let’s bounce this whatever

Ohhh

I been hella patient so tell me baby (baby)

What’s it gonna be, please

I’m high you high

Thank God for the fearless

Say you tired of waiting baby

Let me taste you baby

Lady nectarine (nectarine)