Michael Shaye - Odelay Lyrics

Ain't no idolizing imma Demi God
Got ya Goddess wildin like this idlewild
I'm on autopilot playing ring a round da Rosey

Here's some roses for ya funeRAL
Imma wild bul feel like wild bill
Ain't no pill cos, I'm so chill will
Look enough of that I'm rumble pack
I'm humble Killa can you stomach that
Imma running back, in a silver back body
I still got it I'm all profit
She given head
Bevo Lotti
Han Solo need nobody
I'm so high, I might die
No more questions, who, when, why
Who been fly, who that guy M e a z y y
I can't lie, I been killing this shit kinda pissed I ain't f*cking rich yet
Feeling rejected
Only wanted respect and when I got it still feeling neglected
Be apart of collectives
Kendrick, Cole, Krit ,wale n Andre
It's Grandpa Rick (Belch), Pickle Rick (Belch), and Morty behind me
But short for Mortician
That Mark William Calaway
Runaway semi
Best get the f*ck out the way
Out of date
Kinda late
F*ck it I'm wide awake
Lamented
Cemented like where my grave
Just give me a mic then it's where my stage
Just give me give me yo bitch lemme f*ck her face
Odelay, odelay odelay, nothing on earth can control my fate
You don't want smoke boi I fumigate

Odelay, odelay
U don't want problems I mutilate
Odelay Odelay listen big Papi ain't here to play
I need that Mula By 2 today
Regulate, Regulate!
Take a rich nigga bitch that's two today
Odelay Odelay

Okay okay
F*ck Tha world but this just foreplay
I'm cool I'm great this forte'
These blood sweat tears just War paint
I was chilling now it's back to war games
React the wrong way the jack of all trades
Will spazz accordingly and trash your workplace
Unattached still villian in full rage
This John cage given round houses
Lifting up blouses on Sonya blades
Winner Winner check the accolades
And these features bout to cost a arm n leg
Got the arm n hammer ready renegade
If the job try to treat me like slave
Kids gotta eat, kids got bathe
And I give allowances for good grades
Tell ya baby mama baby behave for
Daddy take his daddy milk away
Nuff of that talk. No more small talk
Imma ball hawk no imma ball hog
And this 4th quarter, like one buck
Y'all dudes sus, it ain't no love
Who to trust, can't call it but
If I fall it's forward, no more fall in love

Ain't no idolizing imma Demi God
Got ya Goddess wildin like this idlewild
I'm on autopilot playing ring a round da Rosey

Here's some roses for ya funeRAL
Imma wild bul feel like wild bill
Ain't no pill cos, I'm so chill will
Look enough of that I'm rumble pack
I'm humble Killa can you stomach that

Odelay, odelay
U don't want problems I mutilate
Odelay Odelay listen big Papi ain't here to play
I need that Mula By 2 today
Regulate, Regulate!
Take a rich nigga bitch, f*ck her face
Odelay Odelay