L'Eggo MY EGO - 1999 WRITE THE FUTURE/Rook Monroe/88rising

Lyrics by：Diederik van Elsas/Krystin Watkins

Composed by：Diederik van Elsas/Krystin Watkins

Produced by：Rook Monroe/Vaughn Elsas

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Why can't my

This angles startna look obtuse

Did I hear someone call a truce why we playin' these games shawty

Is that ego

Could it be

I don't know

This picture lookin' incomplete

Whenever you and I compete in these childish games shawty

Is it our ego

Do you see a god

Do you see a lost cause

Ridin' for my and my brothas no pause

She not a she adjacent

Some red flags are not for bangin'

Sleepin' in my bed with the TV turned on

I just hit the gas boo half a tank gone

High

I'll be goin' places on my last reincarnation

Skin smooth like butter yeah

Make me a father yeah

Smooth like butter yeah

Touch lips like butter yeah

That new PlayStation yeah

Puts hits on brothas yeah

XP like water yeah

HP from water yeah

In bum sittin' sideways

Been driftin' off it's my thang

Baby

Baby yeah

Hours on these sine waves

Should I touch grass and have folks wave to me

Maybe

Is your favorite color still your favorite now that we're older

Hate the small talk are we close to get closer in this Honda

Would you boo me off of the Apollo or would you put me on

Can't get wrapped up in yo sheets baby

While you stealin' all my tees baby

That shaka from the flea market

Now it's up from that bleached comet

Damn