Beautiful Bliss

[Chorus] Babe, you know it gets no better than this, It's like sunshine on a rainy day, It's like a, "How could you take me away?" "Take me away." "Away." It's a beautiful bliss. When you feel like this (beautiful bliss) When you spill out hits (beautiful bliss) When you fly as a bitch And you ride with tits And you aint bothered a bit now baby. Fresh out the airport Fresh out the tan with the clippers Like Sean Lippet thinking, hmm I'm trying to get it like Sean get it If lord giveth a mill and a milf like skibbit Its slight blemishes and life system But I'm giving it foundation when I write lyric That anvil night hard mine is bright knickers Maybe not quite the star but my hearts in it When Brett Hart meet Brett Favre A sharp shooter well exceeding any figure four You see my figure more or less stick some more On your vest then my larynx and lungs and this voice I project My pro-ject is like what pros inject And niggas so fly I should be droved in jets It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke You see them boys sign me to the 'Scope, right? [Chorus] I fall whole to the real they wanna know just how it feel Who woulda thought a lil' nigga From the ville could get a deal And tell them niggas at the top We want yo spot we are for real And yet we heard you got it locked But like them socks we on your heels So you best be on your toes nigga Especially on your flows nigga 'Cause man they keep on checking For me especially all your hoes nigga Catch me on your doorstep You see me let me in All I wanna' do is eat I'm like the freaky lesbian Know all I wanna' do is ball on TV knee E.S.P.N. They heard I'm bout to blow so all my enemies say, "Let's be friends." And all these rappers know just where I'm 'bout to go so catch me then Where all the girls that we knew scream, "Fuck you" Gon' let me in I'm definitely in a class of my own And dinner with Hov Hoping that he pass the baton He just pass the Patron And he ain't givin' dog is earned If you just live in dog you learn I let you niggas see the light I'm like the prison yard I yearn For that living large but mama I ain't done yet Sit back and watch your son rise Kick back and know your son set Forever I ain't run yet And never will Nas told me life's a bitch Pac said, "Fuck the world and I ain't come yet." You up yet? My punchlines like gut checks I'm raw dog I'm rough sex I'm on deck I'm up next I'm godbless I'm success So fuck stress You can get the fuck from around me And if you listening know you wondering Where the fuck they found me I'm from the ville boy (Aye Wale, good looking.) [Chorus] Another day up in my ES Wish it was an LS But elastic is my wallet Fuck it I don't be stressed like relaxed muscles Your feedback ain't flexing Then you can keep it running Like a muffler When we not in summer They like A list actors They not no stunners Too much practice now for me to malfunction So any beat that function I breathe on and puncture Leave it like a female Dijon a puncture Waiting showing you her beauty if she's naked It's like the view of a paintin' or a lakehead This shits how beautiful my day is Peep me how I'm raising up the capital for Nathan Capital I'm raising like I'm through punctuating Or shift keys or it I placement 'cause Shift the keys get your capital raised up (Mother fucker) [Chorus] (Ha, yeah, bump it, bump it To my beautiful, uh. This is my beautiful, uh This is my beautiful, uh Attention Deficit, yea This is my beautiful, uh This is my beautiful, uh This is my beautiful, uh)