Lupe Fiasco - SBA Lu lyrics
Lupe Fiasco [Wasalu Muhammad Jaco] Chicago, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lupe Fiasco - SBA Lu lyrics]
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah, yeah
Chrome hearts at the Caesar's Palace
I was a sneaker savage, undefeated baggage
K-BAR, you could be established
A two-thirty's, that's sixty-nines
You can eat a salad while
You feed her fallace
I speak in pallets that compete with graphics
At the speed of cheetah gallops
At indecent average
Chopsticks when I be eating Garrett's
Phillippe receipt embarrassed
You can't see the marriage
That's why I started this in Vegas
Propose to my toast
Neos married to the matrix
But, I hate this bitch like
I'm married to a racist an addict
So the kilos get buried in the basements
Speed the wagon like reels
Vicarious, vivacious patois, mwah
But the creole is basic
So when I'm around them Haitians
I don't even say shit
Last album sounded like I was
Signed to a spaceship
Brain was on drugs and my eyes was on LASIK
And that shit got legs
I don't think that I can chase
It with rocket power Asics
But the next one's coming with
Cases and witness protection facelifts
For the fans why hit them with ka bams?
When the germaphobe jab can wash
A nigga with hands
I am not in my feelings, I'm in my glands
I am not no bitch, I’m in a trance
Pandemic gimmicks got niggas all into scams
Panhandling brilliance
Put lyrics all in they hands
Alan Watts got Was living without a plan
But, I want the smoke
That's why the kitchen ain't got no fans (L)
Yeah yeah, yeah
Chrome hearts at the Caesar's Palace
I was a sneaker savage, undefeated baggage
K-BAR, you could be established
A two-thirty's, that's sixty-nines
You can eat a salad while
You feed her fallace
I speak in pallets that compete with graphics
At the speed of cheetah gallops
At indecent average
Chopsticks when I be eating Garrett's
Phillippe receipt embarrassed
You can't see the marriage
That's why I started this in Vegas
Propose to my toast
Neos married to the matrix
But, I hate this bitch like
I'm married to a racist an addict
So the kilos get buried in the basements
Speed the wagon like reels
Vicarious, vivacious patois, mwah
But the creole is basic
So when I'm around them Haitians
I don't even say shit
Last album sounded like I was
Signed to a spaceship
Brain was on drugs and my eyes was on LASIK
And that shit got legs
I don't think that I can chase
It with rocket power Asics
But the next one's coming with
Cases and witness protection facelifts
For the fans why hit them with ka bams?
When the germaphobe jab can wash
A nigga with hands
I am not in my feelings, I'm in my glands
I am not no bitch, I’m in a trance
Pandemic gimmicks got niggas all into scams
Panhandling brilliance
Put lyrics all in they hands
Alan Watts got Was living without a plan
But, I want the smoke
That's why the kitchen ain't got no fans (L)