JPEGMAFIA - Millennium Freestyle lyrics

Fire and ash whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

At night I, at night I think of you
I wanna be your baby
You know you want me too
And if your game is on
Gotta give me a call boo
And if your love is strong
Gotta give my all too
And if my baby's wrong
I got that thing tucked inside
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You're not black, so drop the racism crap

Girl, you should know that
I got a pound on me
And I'm on probation so they gonna violate me
Cholo, cholo, cholo

Fuck the beat, let my ends speak, yeah
Fuck the streets let this Benz speak (Talk)
Veterans and we ten deep, huh
Fuck me in the right way (The right way)
Get me booked for the nice dates (Fuck)
Oh, man, I'm a soloist (Okay)
Can't break no bread with no label, bitch!
No, you cannot have my masters, no
Cause, I made that beat from scratch, bitch
No where the fuck do they do that shit? No

Yeah, you are my fire, the one desire
Believe when I say, I want it thataway
I hate your bloodline, I can't make shoreline
I won't when I say, I want
It thataway, for real, for real, for real
(You finally called me)
Ain't nothing but a heartache
Ain't nothing but a mistake
I never wanna hear you say
I want it that way (For real, for real)
I never wanna hear you say
I want it that way

The answer is, you're not black
So drop the racism crap