Isaiah Rashad - Find a Topic (homies begged) lyrics

Oh yeah yeah, yeah
Hey

I can make a dope fiend of you
Yet if I could find ya
I just like a freak hoe for the nostalgia
(yeah) non my heart can't break no more
I can't even feel the papercuts
Let me see my son and let
Me ball, let me ball, yeah
Measure twice, cut once
Fucked up on that other night
And the kids got me high
Enough to touch the rim
As a kid that's the only thing I wanted then
Yeah, I feel like Mikey D
Lord I guess I gotta take my words back
Merge with me Henny, light hurt
I got 25 plus a few this might be the zip or
The shit or another clue
I got what you need, what you don't
What you never knew

Yeah, skin and bones
You are my favorite type
Yeah, oh, skin and bones
You are my favorite type

You, yeah, you my favorite topic
Yeah, money, fuckin' love it
You, you my favorite topic
You, money, fuckin' love it
Yeah, you my favorite topic
Yeah, money, fuckin' love it, yeah
Yeah, you my favorite topic
Yeah, money, fuckin'

I guess we back to talkin' shit again
Very riveting
Do you love me for the benefit's? Finish this
Tell me what you need, what you like
What you never did
Tell me on your knees, say it right
Fix your upper lip
You just head boppin' cause I said bop it
You like Jean Robins with them bean poppers
And them lean stockers
That don't mean shit but they
Cool when you need somethin'
Always need somethin', more fees
More of these suckers i'm a tree hugger
Quarter p 'fore I eat somethin'
Keep your fees covered, play it
Safe, fuck with me, puppet
That was me truckin' overseas
Cool as Al Bundy
For the slouch of 'em in the
House and my cows comin' home

Yeah, you my favorite topic
Yeah, money, fuckin' love it
Yeah, you my favorite topic
Yeah, money, fuckin' love it

You my favorite topic
You my, you my favorite
You my this a padded room