American Spirit
[Verse 1]
She walked in my office smelling like Chanel
Classy, hit her on the desktop
No Dell,Macintosh, no comp
Bill with no Jobs
How it feel to be alone?
Calvin with no Hobbs
Thom Yorke playing, attitude like a saiyan, that stared at the moon
Cuz my ex said
"SHIT,my heart don't have room n***a stop it"
"Can I have ring like a Hobbit?"
Psh', probably!
Wreck less, my precious, brought me to Mount DOOM
Thats a trip, a trip with no shrooms
Hopeless romantic I don't give a shit
I need a Yoko Ono
Not a regular ass bitch
But the models say my hair look indian?
Workin' til' the bags in my eyes, MCMs?
And i don't want to meet your friends
I don't fuck with them..
If they brought you to this week as club we in
[Hook]
And what we in?
A Benz CL 65
I need a couple cigarrettes just to keep me alive
Bitches say im an asshole
Don't pick up the phone
What you sippin Patron?
Get your weight up homes
N***as talkin' bout' a million dollars
That ain't surprising
You a balling ass n***a?
Then why you ain't signed then
Im living like how you n***as fear it
Im just living my American Spirit!
Spirit!
[Verse 2]
N***as lookin’ at me weird cuz im not wearing Versace?
Shmucks that praise tags, your existence is sloppy
In its entirety
But im gon let you finish
Rick Grimes say rap dead,we about to kill it
German pussy on my face,Shit,lookin like Seal
Sportin Bottega Briefcases setting the plea deal
The universe in my mind, i need some advil
Accountants on my dick, they wanna manage my scrill
So we set up a meeting, sippin martinis
Then the money machine BEEP!, feeling like Jeezy
Its thug motivation, gotta motivate them
Hustle in Blass raincoats, they say n***as can’t swim
How you work in a restaurant,a 9-5
Talking ‘bout im im the best rapper alive
Text an old girl i miss her, and she knew i was high
Cuz i don't fuck with old classmates and dont ask why
[Hook]
She walked in my office smelling like Chanel
Classy, hit her on the desktop
No Dell,Macintosh, no comp
Bill with no Jobs
How it feel to be alone?
Calvin with no Hobbs
Thom Yorke playing, attitude like a saiyan, that stared at the moon
Cuz my ex said
"SHIT,my heart don't have room n***a stop it"
"Can I have ring like a Hobbit?"
Psh', probably!
Wreck less, my precious, brought me to Mount DOOM
Thats a trip, a trip with no shrooms
Hopeless romantic I don't give a shit
I need a Yoko Ono
Not a regular ass bitch
But the models say my hair look indian?
Workin' til' the bags in my eyes, MCMs?
And i don't want to meet your friends
I don't fuck with them..
If they brought you to this week as club we in
[Hook]
And what we in?
A Benz CL 65
I need a couple cigarrettes just to keep me alive
Bitches say im an asshole
Don't pick up the phone
What you sippin Patron?
Get your weight up homes
N***as talkin' bout' a million dollars
That ain't surprising
You a balling ass n***a?
Then why you ain't signed then
Im living like how you n***as fear it
Im just living my American Spirit!
Spirit!
[Verse 2]
N***as lookin’ at me weird cuz im not wearing Versace?
Shmucks that praise tags, your existence is sloppy
In its entirety
But im gon let you finish
Rick Grimes say rap dead,we about to kill it
German pussy on my face,Shit,lookin like Seal
Sportin Bottega Briefcases setting the plea deal
The universe in my mind, i need some advil
Accountants on my dick, they wanna manage my scrill
So we set up a meeting, sippin martinis
Then the money machine BEEP!, feeling like Jeezy
Its thug motivation, gotta motivate them
Hustle in Blass raincoats, they say n***as can’t swim
How you work in a restaurant,a 9-5
Talking ‘bout im im the best rapper alive
Text an old girl i miss her, and she knew i was high
Cuz i don't fuck with old classmates and dont ask why
[Hook]