Ateyaba - Metacultivation

★ verse 1 ★

I fire the weed in the square, rr parked badly
Flowers in the garo, nigga in the faro
No switchblade, i light the party
Son, you’re helpless, like in front of fire, wind, tide
I offered you a dose to give me a ghost
I have to make more money to make a kid again
Twerk on my head, send all the gear
I cheat the boss, nigga i cheat my boss
I’m not talking about love, i’m talking about business
I hit your mind at full speed
The third letter of the alphabet, my earrings
I think my vuitton got sunburnеd

★ chorus ★
Whatever, whatevеr, whatever i want
Whatever, whatever, whatever i want
No, no i can be whoever i want
No, no i can go everywhere i want

★ verse 2 ★
The weed bags fill a table
I make a wish, i take a hit
I have his future in my goyard
I close my eyes, i draw a card
There’s love, under hate
There’s always diamonds at the end of my chain
The bitche’s around the table are all mine
The bitche’s around your table, that’s all the crumbs
I spend my time dreaming, it’s good for the universe
I love her like god, i fuck her like lucifer
Kid, i imagined myself with my video on mtv
Now i get sucked before my clip on mtv
Traumatized at birth, life to heal
I want to win grammy, complain like kanye
My mother was so obsessed with the rent
I flex all year, do you see
Life is the fruit of my spirit
Your bitch is in love with how i express myself
There’s a miracle in every breath i take
I sell you a line of coke, a dash of wit

★ chorus ★
Whatever, whatever, whatever i want
Whatever, whatever, whatever i want
No, no i can be whoever i want
No, no i can go everywhere i want
Whatever, whatever, whatever i want
Whatever, whatever, whatever i want
No, no you can't be whoever you want