Nic Astore - The Harvest (feat. Gianara Maria Astore) Lyrics

My baby gotta eat
My baby gotta eat
My baby gotta eat
And Daddy can't sleep
My baby gotta eat
My baby gotta eat
And Daddy can't sleep
The hotel was ritzy
The girl was tipsy
Off the Zinfandel
I had the ginger ale and whisky
Blinded but her clit was Braille then it hit me
The world is in my hands
God Damn
Life is trippy
Sounding like the prophet through monitors who is he?
The vibe turned into intrigue
Baby mama turn to Monica lewinksy
The flow is just a product of my history
See, I've absorbed it
Head first into the pussy tongue out like Michael Jordan
Yo is this mic recording
She wanna Swallow me like ibuprofen
And I enduldge it
Opportunity knocking my mind was open
I'm focused
Watching the revenue go BOOM
Damn I wasn't expecting you so soon
Gotta bless up leave the rest up to Oshun
You can bend the whole world if there is no spoon
My baby gotta eat
My baby gotta eat
My baby gotta eat
And Daddy can't sleep
My baby gotta eat
My baby gotta eat
And Daddy can't sleep
Riding radio waves like transistors
I'm just the microphone for my ancestors
Pray I'm forgiven for all of my transgressions
You can have your opinion I can't stress it
The worlds burning wheels turning like a ten speed
U can lean on me
Peace to pimp c
The real know it
Still growing like a hemp seed
Natural got the FL sounding like an MP
Or an SP12
Pay attention to the details
I'm blessed be well
Hell
I did it all on my own. you clones.
This is 1942 not patron, cabron
Time to harvest what we started in spring
Watching all em turn green when I sparkle and beam
Overthrow your whole team like the Marcos regime
Then I pinch her on the ass make sure I'm not in dream
My baby gotta eat
My baby gotta eat
My baby gotta eat
And Daddy can't sleep