Potatoes - Gensu Dean, Guilty Simpson

Like one sitting in a love seat

Life is lonely and incomplete

Like one sitting in a love seat

Life is lonely and incomplete

Yeah, this rough rap’s a hub cat

In my entire, I pop off, with a better handle than hot sauce

I get them clipped like a mob boss, the rap villain

I get it cracking with a 5th of Henny black chillin

I get in action when I sprinkle in the back feeling

And get a match and light it up and make a rap killing

I’m back dealing, a daily dose of the dope that they crave the most

I’m that different

Something new I’m the vision you see when you coming through

I’m the obstacle you dream of running through

Can’t do it, you fuck up crews and toast booze

So I hold the 4, like a couch potato with a house full of yayo

Protect my dope at all cost

The price of your doubt is failure

Like one sitting in a love seat

Life is lonely and incomplete

Like one sitting in a love seat

Life is lonely and incomplete

My rap’s rap wrap is the fuck up and set off rage

In this whole rap is fire, y’all just lit off astrays

Spit bodies, spit homy, should I spit on stage

This the realest shit your iPod said all day

You said my name address me as one of the best

And if you said it sideways, you get one in your chest

I’m a homicidal nigga with verses spitting and writing and hearsing

You play my shit in reverse, you can hear who I worship

The god of the paws, be a new jacker veteran

Only my niggas is niggas that I embedded in

My late nights got the hype of David Letterman

While you guys still hide in the same closet they sexed you in

All I ever been is just what you get

They ask how I feel to big, I tell them question my dick

I’m the answer and the problem if the question is this

Who the nicest motherfucker to spit, it’s torae nigga

Like one sitting in a love seat

Life is lonely and incomplete

Like one sitting in a love seat

Life is lonely and incomplete