Comfortable (feat. Conspiracy) - Roxy

Calm down, nigga, this golden Go and take a hit of these roses Go and get a sip of this water Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable Get comfortable, get comfortable, get comfortable I said Calm down, nigga, this golden Go and take a hit of these roses Go and get a sip of this water Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable Get comfortable, get comfortable, get comfortable Got your joint, it's in rotation, check the syncopation Deep off in these waters, never needing no flotation Devices, on this humble pie by the slices Give it to 'em free, cause it's priceless This your invitation, I'ma even welcome imitations Smoking mirrors, I've been spitting rocks and ventilation So, breathe motherfucker, just breathe There's more than one trick up my sleeve Tank tops can't hang, I ain't never even gang bang Nigga just hang with the wrong folks Got a little older, got a little wiser, put the reggie down that's the wrong smoke Been around the world enough, to know that you will never get rich, if you the wrong broke Can't live life through a song quote, man I've been trying to show y'all me I ain't been accepting nobody's gas and still got drive, nigga still on E Nigga still gon' lie, and I still on G, tell your girlfriend not to feel on me Or, maybe you should come and get your ho, bro And usually we would have a whole bunch of ginger ale, but lately I'm been in these waters, like a slow bro So, pardon my manners, this is more street etiquette Know that I ain't going nowhere, if you believe otherwise, then you niggas better peep rhetoric I said Calm down, nigga, this golden Go and take a hit of these roses Go and get a sip of this water Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable Get comfortable, get comfortable, get comfortable You ain't even gotta ask me, I'm classy Pina colada with a blue Laffy Taffy I'm rapping to save a life, get that Apache Indian remy on a scalp coming out Nigga just chilling on the couch in a blouse like Dave Chappelle be that nigga for life I drip drip on the haters for real Maybe write a rap book for the later appeal Cause I still write poems on a little black thought More smoke and mirrors inside of the matchbox More fancy images looking like mascots My whole team got the city on the rise And making the sun jealous, we dreaming new dimensions And moving like black rebels, we cold we cold We don't need no ice I just wanna see your hands in the air and the fans in the stands and my name hella bright "Noname on the comeup" Telefone never coming out, what's the hold up? Where you been at? Where the print at? We just wanna hear the truth and the music Like honesty and honestly I'ma be In the cut with a book reading prophecy Before the sun goes down and the meaning of life becomes obsolete Calm down, nigga, this golden Go and take a hit of these roses Go and get a sip of this water Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable Get comfortable, get comfortable, get comfortable

Laying here, wrapped in white just trying not to fight again 'Cause I've been holding on too long just to let it end Oh, I must be walking on eggshells Tryin' not to sell myself out I bet that's what she's thinkin' That's when she said, that's when she said "Do you want it bad? Do you want it bad? Do you want it bad?" Yeah, she said, "Baby, do ya? Or are you just comfortable?" "Do you want it bad? Do you want it bad? Do you want it bad?" Yeah, she said, "Baby, do ya? Or are you just comfortable?" Trying my best to show appreciation (ahh, yeah) But all apologies are just a miscommunication Now it's like I'm walking on eggshells Tryin' not to burn the hell out It's like pulling magic from my mouth (that's when she said, that's when she said) "Do you want it bad? Do you want it bad? Do you want it bad?" Yeah, she said, "Baby, do ya? Or are you just comfortable?" "Do you want it bad? Do you want it bad? Do you want it bad?" Yeah, she said, "Baby, do ya? Or are you just comfortable?" Could I ever do enough to make this coffee more than bitter water? Could I ever do enough to make you wear this love not like a collar? Could I ever do enough to make you feel the way you want to feel? So the next time that you're sad, tell me that... Do you want it bad? Do you want it bad? Do you want it bad? Oh, yeah, baby, do ya? Or are you just comfortable? Do you want it bad? Do you want it bad? Do you want it bad? Yeah, she said, "Baby, do ya? Or are you just comfortable?" Are you just comfortable?

Better not get too comfortable Bitch, don't get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable Bitch, don't get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable Bitch, don't get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable Bitch, don't get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable, yeah Four or five hoes, stuff 'em in a Lamborghini, yeah Swapped out a Pocahontas, go and get a genie Three, four stacks on a chinchilla beanie Got a cup full of mud, and I'm draped in Celine, yeah Can't think for yourself, gotta think for the team, yeah Fuck me like a star, gotta treat me like a king, yeah Gotta roll with a chopper with a certain amount of bling, yeah Bitch, don't get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable Yeah, swerve in a bulletproof coupe, yeah If I got to, I'll shoot out the roof, yeah Turbo 63, shawty look blackanese I keep it a G, Louis V Came with a duffle bag full of mulah I put the fragrance on you, Pucci Got my attention, stay exclusive Put her in the Rolls Royce and Givenchy It's hard to stay sober when I'm spinnin' It's hard to stay faithful when you winnin' Showin' you're grateful and independent Fuck all the danger Spray all the strangers, you get too close I said 300 but the Range really four You talkin' back to me, I'ma cut your throat Bitch, don't get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable, yeah Bitch, don't get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable Four or five hoes, stuff 'em in a Lamborghini, yeah Swapped out a Pocahontas, go and get a genie Three, four stacks on a chinchilla beanie Got a cup full of mud, and I'm draped in Celine, yeah Can't think for yourself, gotta think for the team, yeah I'm thinkin' colossal I'm thinkin' 'bout flyin' the vibes out, goin' tropical I know I'm impeccable Seen what these niggas can do when that shit get federal Caught in between, eatin' up a queen Eatin' up a bean like vegetables Step out on the scene livin' like a king I know this game can be treacherous They was thinkin' that it couldn't be done And now it's tangible Tell me how you get this comfortable You're wearin' a wild animal Simply did it because they said it couldn't be done Then I went beyond Can't even pay for my son He on probation, they revoked his bond, yeah Gotta light another blunt, yeah I'm not a publicity stunt, yeah I done been through more shit this month than a nigga been through in a lifetime Cut a few niggas and bitches off They was just wastin' my time Pretty and fine, the way this girl designed I hope she can read my mind Bitch, don't get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable, yeah Bitch, don't get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable Four or five hoes, stuff 'em in a Lamborghini, yeah Swapped out a Pocahontas, go and get a genie Three, four stacks on a chinchilla beanie Got a cup full of mud, and I'm draped in Celine, yeah Can't think for yourself, gotta think for the team, yeah Bitch, don't get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable, yeah Bitch, don't get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable Better not get too comfortable