Plastic Surgery

[Hook]
Money, Cars, and Clothes
Yeah I was on that road
But now I spit to heal these souls
I say what's real and yal' know
If I Don't Answer My Phone
Then soon you'll see me in the city
Rocking sold out shows
I call it plastic surgery
When we mix the drink & let our minds free
Hope our demons don't get the best of we
Music and women my recipe
Ti' I'm juggling both like a set of keys
Done a lot of things inside this world
But sniff coke and hit a beesh

[Bridge 1]
And I hope and pray it stays that way
My body's a temple, so alcohol I don't need today
But every now and then
When my conscious grows thin
And I forget what's real
Don't care what's fake
And that peer pressure kicks in

[Bridge 2]
My homies passing that juice and gin
And they're taking shrooms, and they're bumping coke
And they're rolling up, and I speak for them
Probably play this when they're banged up
So my choice of words walk a tight rope
Can't add on to their anger

[Bridge 3]
Don't know if it's cuz
But I've been missing out on my surgery
Been missing out on my surgery


[Verse 1]
Yeah, Begged my ex girl not to go under knife
And now this new girl got her tits done…
Love being single cuz I never have to pick one
Monogamy so far from me
At the King of Diamonds w/ a lot of ones
Still never forgetting where I came from
Might forget one of these fuck boys but
Find one say I owe em something?
Wait
Be the same ones say I changed up…..
See me few and far between but
I ain't changed up just got my change up

[Hook]
And I hoped and prayed it stayed that way
My body's a temple, so alcohol I don't need today
But every now and then
When my conscious grows thin
And I forget what's real
Don't care what's fake
And that peer pressure kicks in

[Verse 2]
Riding down the 8:36
Haters thought I called a quits
You star struck then take a pic
We off that, you on what?
Windows down let the system bump
And cuz we all felt bad luck this week
My passengers pouring up… - 2:20-
Top down, city filled w/ vets
Been a while, since we've seen it like this?
Rookie year, but I'm feeling like 6...
Fantasy to reality checks
Now these women all back on my dick
& these enemies want to be friends
But I'm not the one to pretend
I know these rappers don't want let me in...
But I hoped and prayed it changed some day
My body's a temple, so alcohol I don't need today

[Hook]
Money, Cars, and Clothes
Yeah I was on that road
But now I spit to heal these souls
I say what's real and yal' know
If I Don't Answer My Phone
Then soon you'll see me in the city
Rocking sold out shows
I call it plastic surgery
When we mix the drink & let our minds free
Hope our demons don't get the best of we
Music and women my recipe
Ti' I'm juggling both like a set of keys
Done a lot of things inside this world
But sniff coke and hit a beesh

[Bridge 1]
And I hope and pray it stays that way
My body's a temple, so alcohol I don't need today
But every now and then
When my conscious grows thin
And I forget what's real
Don't care what's fake
And that peer pressure kicks in

[Bridge 2]
My homies passing that juice and gin
And they're taking shrooms, and they're bumping coke
And they're rolling up, and I speak for them
Probably play this when they're banged up
So my choice of words walk a tight rope
Can't add on to their anger

[Verse 3]
Top down, city filled w/ vets
Been a while, since we've seen it like this?
Rookie year, but I'm feeling like 6...
Fantasy to reality checks
Now these women all back on my dick
& these enemies want to be friends
But I'm not the one to pretend
I know these rappers don't want let me in...
Cuz I hoped and prayed it changed someday