EARTHGANG - Artificial

(Money, power, pussy, power)

Money, power, pussy, fame, it don't mean nothing
Never feel an ounce of shame, it don't mean nothing
Tell me what you came before you came to this Earth
Tell me who you worshipped 'fore they came with the church

I don't want no artificial
I don't flaunt no artificial
I don't need no artificial
I don't flaunt no (yeah, oh)
Artificial ends

At the age to separate the homies from the friends
When shit hit the fan and show you blood from the kin
And my family always kept a tool by the lamp
Druggies gettin' started, it's a party 4AM
Everybody need me now
Knee-high to grasshopper
But the family always looking up the hill
Put the city on my shoulders (whoa)
Put my baby on my shoulders, now it's an event
I can't get a break from nothin' (damn)
I might smoke a whole eighth then mush my whole face inside some blow
(Still I can't feel nothin') shit
You know I'm gon' hurt you for you know it, 'fore you love me you should go
Tell me what you want from me
Ooh, you know I'm psychic, I don't like it when you try to hide the hoax
We ain't got shit in common
We ain't got shit in common
Tell me why the fuck you 'round me

I don't want no artificial
I don't flaunt no artificial
I don't need no artificial
I don't flaunt no
Artificial ends

I beat the Sun in the morning
I make you stop what you doing and turn you into an employee (below me)
He be busy with the W-9
I ain't picky, I just know what I like
Ain't no nigga really fuckin' with Doc
Always got it in the back of my mind
I prefer to keep them thoughts to myself
Execution over explanation
How can what I'm doin' help the family
And all that other shit is unrelated (ooh, ok)
Ooh, ok, I like what you did there (yeah, ok)
I might vanish and reappear (yeah)
When you cut the fugazi shit
You really should be yourself
I know that ain't saying much, but you don't be saying shit
I spent my life turning pain into power
I keep a reservation on a cloud
Built a foundation, fuck getting found
Whole rotation knockin' them down (knockin' them down)
Hope gave birth to all this hype
I just might leave this world alive
But for the life of me, I don't know why all these niggas around (who is you?)
You not my partner, not my homie, not my bro (hell nah)
Feel like you know me, yeah, I know but no you don't
Pastor knocked me out the church
I just pray all my niggas float
Higher voices take control
These niggas really don't want no smoke

I don't want no artificial
I don't flaunt no artificial
I don't need no artificial
I don't flaunt no
Artificial ends

Artificial ends
I don't want no artificial
I don't flaunt no artificial
I don't need no artificial
I don't flaunt no
Artificial ends

Ugh, I don't know what this bitch want?
Hello?
(Bitch, don't ask me why the fuck I'm callin' you, nigga)
Listen, listen, Tashanda (why ain't you go pick your fucking son up?)
Don't, don't worry 'bout who that is, I'm at work (go pick your son-)
(Go pick your fucking son up, nigga) yeah, my no good ass at work
(How you gon' drive a car for)
What you say? All-all I'm doing is driving 'round all day (and then not go pick your son up)
I'm getting paid, bitch, I'm getting paid (what the fuck?)
Look, you sound like a hater (bitches is calling me)
That's why I left your ass in the f- (talking 'bout)
You's a hater ("Is you fucking my man?")
You's a hater (nigga, I don't give a fuck who you fucking, okay?)
Ain't they paying for that pussy?
Damn, I can't go pick him up right now (you know why? 'Cause I'm bad)
I'm at work (I'm badder, nigga, and you can't fuck with me)
You out there selling pussy (your bitch can't touch me)
I can't call you in the middle of a nigga fucking you (and she's ugly)
And say, "Go get him" and who the f- (and your little bitch is ugly)
Aight, I'm finna go get him (so I don't give a fuck, fuck you)
I'm finna go get him (fuck your mom, fuck your bitch)
Fuck out my phone (go pick up my son)
Stupid-ass bitch
Excuse me, I'm sorry, baby, but
Do you mind? I know you don't give a damn, bitch, we ridin'
Let's do it, I gotta go pick up my child

Written by:
Eian Undrai Parker, Olu O. Fann, Samuel Ahana

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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