PLANNING & PLOTTING Lyrics

Right back, where I belong

Side tracked for way too long

I don't hype back I just pick up the phone

Like that, the problem is gone

Ice pack, or my self inflicted injuries

I'm a perfectionist

Cut them off for the sake of symmetry

She stared at me, I said oh please I need a little more energy

They're talking phone sex I'm talking conquest

I think it's clear there's no synergy

I don't need to tell you to remember me

Cause you ain't no clown

Your memory

Won't let you down

I'm Genovese with the way I that I deal with my enemies

Been like this way before seventeen

Some of my niggas still selling green

Still couple scars in my memories

I'll sell my soul 'for I sell a dream

I ain't decide to become someone else

I made it work with the cards I was dealt

I was down bad but I still made it work

So down to earth cause I came from the dirt

Ain't no rookies inside of my roster

I can tell from afar an imposter

Someone go get that nigga a Oscar

In the field like I'm 2012 Oscsar

If it's indomie or if it's lobster

Everybody gon eat regardless

Don't worry bout them man they're harmless

The kids are the ones with the riches

Time is the only wealth that I recognise

And they got a hell of a lot In the bank

Age ain't really nuttin' but a feeling I got a hell of a lot in the tank

I just hope when I finish up I can keep my sanity intact

I contradict myself like a bunda make it clap

I'm aware madness is mandatory

Take it in it's a fact

Oh you thought you could go tell your story

Or win, with chat

You better go make it gory

You better go get the strap

Had to learn to adapt without losing who I was to the core

Identity crisis a goon today

But rest assured he's a neek tomorrow

Leaches borrow your blood

Next thing you know you got beef with thugs

But you know your role you know you ain't on nuttin'

You started road you was like twenty suttin'

I knew the code I was planning and plotting

I know the seeds I was planting were rotten

But I know the use for these poisonous leaves

Niggas are bitches too nosey indeed

Them poisonous leaves

Prolly just brew em, end up deceased

They'll choke on their tea

My nigga I'm fluent in not needing speech

Look what I do to these beats