Lil Yachty - Cortex lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Polishin' a goddamn sword, you know what I'm sayin'? Polishin' a sword (Uh, uh, uh, uh) Concrete Family, Concrete Industries, Concrete Boys up, always, never down (And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube) Always [Verse 1] ni**as is not really killers I seen 'em shoot up, they treat beef like heroin (Uh, uh) Everyone wanna be kings But ni**as too soft, see, me, I got pharaoh skin We took the drive, needed Wock' for the low Had to do us a call in Carrollton (Damn) My ni**as quick to reassemble your wig I nicknamed him Tae 'cause he arrogant (Brrt) Nut in your b*tch, make her carry my kids Treat that lil' b*tch like a surrogate (Uh) Bought a new crib 'cause I needed more space I call my new sh*t a terabyte (Uh) Only if ni**as could see what I saw Take a walk in my shoes, they'll feel me (God) Dawg, if the government knew what I knew publicly Honestly, they'd kill me (Uh) [Chorus] ni**a, ni**as is, pussy, uh (Brr) We gettin', p-paper, I'm in a, Maybach fu*kin' your, b-b*tch, yeah, hm, yeah, hm, hm Bettin' a million, hm, ni**as can't fu*k with the boys (Us) Pullin' up, new Rolls Royce b*tch on moist, feelin' my void Pocket full of blue like boys ni**as too noisy, they can't hang around (Brr) Keep sh*t simple like Jjjound Need my crown pearl like oysters (Us) White gold shiny like quarters Ten thousand shoes, feelin' like hoarders, hm [Verse 2] Ain't nobody gon' check me, hm Two hunnid thousand, I spend on a neck piece fu*k my opps, I'm deadly (Opps) When I die, hope they put on my tombstone "All I wanted was respect" (Yeah) Concrete Boy Boat, I ain't no hoe, and that's on my set (Us) Went from Buddy Pass to the first class Then we hit them jets (Uh) Took that F&N with them big bullets, put down T-Rex (Brrt) This ain't book club, this ain't study session Can I have some sex? (Uh) I ain't never pressed, ever, no, baby, there is too many hoes (Yeah) I ain't never content with my life, I got too many goals (Yuh) I ain't ever naked in no club, we got too many poles uh, hm They don't wanna cop no za, we got too many lows (Mh) Out in LA with my little brother, we coppin' too many bowls [Chorus] ni**a, ni**as is, pussy, uh (Brr) We gettin', p-paper, I'm in a, Maybach fu*kin' your, b-b*tch, yeah, hm, yeah, hm, hm Bettin' a million (Slatt), hm, ni**as can't fu*k with the boys (Us) Pullin' up, new Rolls Royce b*tch on moist, feelin' my void Pocket full of blue like boys ni**as too noisy, they can't hang around (Damn) Keep sh*t simple like Jjjound Need my crown pearl like oysters (Free) White gold shiny like quarters Ten thousand shoes, feelin' like hoarders (Us, pussy) [Outro] Us, b*tch Went crazy Damn