In Plain Sight
It's PM
Fuck
I said it's PM
Heart, turned, cold
I want them bands or ion' want nothing
You ever see the L but know inside you gotta keep trucking
I feel like Veeze, its head or the feature,
Regardless, I'm trying to get lucky
Those big guns cool, but the baby
One still kill yo ahh, like Chucky
She fucking
These new hoes throwed and
You know this shit, my nigga, then why you cuffing
If I take your life and attend the funeral, I guess I really be bluffing
This world far gone, can't fight the change, so I beat on these substance
I tell these hoes no fussing
Just suck it
I can get the weight
Complimentary
Off the muscle
But I don't trap
I still keep booku cash up in my duffle
Like Street Fighter, don't press my buttons
You know I'm quick to tussle
My life was never smooth
I kept a chip like a ruffle
I keep rolling up, cause regular life isn't cutting it
You keep taking shots
Same thing
To feel something
I call your hoe
My math teacher, regardless, she still coming
Out in public, I be serious, but I swear I feel funny
My name PM, but the way I shine, it might should be sunny
I got on all designer clothes
Ironic, I look bummy
My brother see blood, he throw it up
It ain't no bad tummy
I got some meds but the
Side effects might leave your nose running
New success, new goals
That right there my loophole
I see my mama like Donda
Cause to me, she got a pure soul
I hang up all my clothes
Little nigga, which mean you won't see me fold
Your fault, you don't see growth
But you hate on me, though
Zip was so damn funky, made my papa hit the C note
Im gone buy my pops a brand new boat
He won't even see a note
I can't even talk to who I want
They might just do the most
Bitch try to make herself clear all the time
So I'm gone buy a Ghost
I always act this type of way
Little nigga, why I need to boast
Brody scaring me
He licking off the floor
That shit was gross
I'm trying to make some bread with the gang
Then we go make some toast
Got stopped by 12, but he only found a gram
Man, that shit was close
Man, that shit was close
Man, that shit was close