Lyrics Kept Clean - Innanet James

I see every surface in a room like it's a mirror
Maybe I'm a narcissist and couldn't see it any clearer
Maybe I'm too self-aware,it's cool my linens is clean
'Cause every time that they speak, they all Mufasa to me
'Cause they be Nala, Simba, Scarring all through Allah they teeth
Like lawyers' cases or luggage I'm keeping all of it brief
I'm keeping all of it honest, I'm keeping it all of it me
I'm keeping all of it David, my Lettermens wit a G
And I ain't meaning it's Gucci, I mean I'm mean in the streets
I Jim Carrey my city it's me, myself and Maryland
Only state where you raised wearing 993's
With a cuff in yo G-stars and Solb for a tee
Girl that's short for Solbiato I ain't meaning to weep
I ain't weak or a pussy, my feelings ain't on my sleeves
'Cause what's love got to with this baby ayy ayy
'Cause I don't feel it all I need to call up my mama
Or show my exes my loft
Or bring my teachers together pull up in all of my cars
Show em all that's what hating niggas get for hating baby
C'est la vie mine got better
I eat sushi domo arigato, I'm getting bougie
Only drinking what's important and pourin it for the groupies
I have a lot more sex, a lot less time
A lot more friends that ain't my friends, but claim they is
Where was they when I went by my government
Troubled kid smelling like all the doja you know it is
Couldn't pass a piss test for shit
Let's get it clear this my victory lap, I'm Dan Schnider
Victorious really just my environment really just my reality
W's a requirement, winning or when I'm traveling
Getting bagels with salmon like
Please leave the cream cheese for me on the side
No spills on the leather when I skrrt in the ride
It's pristine now I'm living my dreams like Martin in Inception
A martyr for the message a person of the people
Spread love, I can't hear see or speak no evil
Drink water, keep it clean, smoke weed and repeat
If your parents pissed off blame me
I ain't trippin, I'm a winner smoking weed
Young black Lane Kiffin got a G for every bump on yo face
My dash different like no clue Stacey and the Stacey on the news
She ain't been the same since she left that airport ooh
She ain't fuckin with you niggas like shawdy that ooh
Ah yea you ain't getting no nana
I get ill nana from the foxiest ladies
In wild places, you should see the seats inside the Mercedes
And ah yea I done had a hell of year
I dropped the best debut that niggas got that year
It's all the love from all y'all that all got me here
And the haters motivate us so we'll pop next year
Top the charts next year, it'd be a hell of a blessing
I figure, I pop when I pop so I ain't stressing
I'm more Pac, I'm more Hov, I'm more Wayne
Nah, they know I'm Innanet James
Mm, they know I'm Innanet James
Ahh, ahh man I'm just Innanet James