Текст песни Kea's (Interlude) - Marco Uno

I feel for you baby
I'm motionless lately
So selfish lately
Uh uh baby
I've got things I'm after
Not one thing else matters
God and dollar
Love and prosper
I got it
I promise
I'm so self conscious - Most I've ever been
Wrote bout it so much, don't remember how I got arrogant
Taught targets how arrows feel
Shooting shots and losing shots
Ammo on a string. Used shots become my ensuing shots
Occupy the opposition. Haters want me dead
Gave haters something to do. They gon hate me when I'm dead
Pursuing mills, during meals, like I got eighty on my head
Meanwhile, I'm seeking balance, and a Queen
If she think she a challenge, cool
I'll legit live my life for that pussy
I'll conceive and deliver life for that pussy
I'll actually go to work for that pussy
Shit, I might even go to church for that pussy
Put nothing first before that pussy
You's a mean muhfucka
Better believe my only comp is on my team muhfucka
Shoes on my whip ain't 20s, but they clean muhfucka
Flex like US can move mountains
From now on I'm at museums with Killmonger-like outfit
Uh huh
I feel for you baby
I'm motionless lately
So selfish lately
Uh uh baby
I've got things I'm after
Not one thing else matters
God and dollar
Love and prosper
I got it
And what's a cold night to a soldier when his days is tough?
Once stole from bro, just cause' I know it wouldn't faze him much
Seems like yesterday, Boonk had me not tryna pay for nothing
Act like that life far from your size until you lace em up
Heat-less winters like: Negative 5 about a breeze
Before I turn back from walking to money in snow I'd freeze
Risk opening wounds, the moment that I bleed stability
Yeah
Cause I can't lie, I still got love for my ex
I want what's best for my family, despite their role in my stress
Stuck between jumping back in relations, or seeing so-and-so naked
Acute exhaustion from fucking
Them cute ones suddenly basic
Worship self so religiously, I'm lying, like I ain't pagan
But rate I'm going, they win from my loss - then I just won't make it
King is child for views
Eating. Eyeing the juice
Demons and I make truce
Just please keep mine off the news
Where my brush at?
(Five)
I feel for you baby
I'm motionless lately
So selfish lately
Uh uh baby
I've got things I'm after
Not one thing else matters
God and dollar
Love and prosper
I got it