Fadah - Position Lyrics

I keep sayin I'm gone do it something ugly
Ain't no other I don't put no man above me oh no
You might catch me at the termi' with my luggage
You might think I had a sign that said I'm hungry how I hunt it
Fuck them hundreds need some Tubman's
Gotta center he a shooter
Call that nigga Wilt jr
Hollow tips a peel through ya
I count money on the table
I do dishes in the kitchen
Gotta cutie she don't listen
But she stay in her position

I'm that nigga from yo nightmare you should know me better
I just retired all them fingers and that Christmas sweater
I go deep and fall asleep
And she just scribble karma sutra
She keep saying she a dog
She a pet im Ace Ventura
Took that O I stuffed that O next to my groin hold up
Forget some shit she don't come back I take it to her hold up
He said "we matching?" I said bro what is you doing roll up
Ain't wit the drank I'm sippin henny when my niggas pour up
I can tell from all attention they gone know that I'm that nigga
How you bragging bout that pistol bring it witcha, yea yea
How you high with hella mid up in yo swisher, yea yea
How Yu drunk with hella juice up in yo liquor?

I keep sayin I'm gone do it something ugly
Ain't no other I don't put no man above me oh no
You might catch me at the termi' with my luggage
You might think I had a sign that said I'm hungry how I hunt it
Fuck them hundreds need some Tubman's
Gotta center he a shooter
Call that nigga Wilt jr
Hollow tips a peel through ya
I count money on the table
I do dishes in the kitchen
Gotta cutie she don't listen
But she stay in her position

It's been murder on this mission I been working towards a goal
I ain't wish it, I was gifted, I was given
I just listen watch you underestimate the competition
Catch me limpin out the kitchen
Had to stick my boot up in it
I been waitin on the Cubbies I ain't even watch the series
But that's my city every team they comin wit me
If you held it down from jump you coming with me fuck the middle
Fuck them niggas from the middle get yo shit and take it with you

I keep sayin I'm gone do it something ugly
Ain't no other I don't put no man above me oh no
You might catch me at the termi' with my luggage
You might think I had a sign that said I'm hungry how I hunt it
Fuck them hundreds need some Tubman's
Gotta center he a shooter
Call that nigga Wilt jr
Hollow tips a peel through ya
I count money on the table
I do dishes in the kitchen
Gotta cutie she don't listen
But she stay in her position