Epure - Superman Lyrics

Oh my bird, is that Epure?!
I'm on my motha f*ckin' lunch break
I need to hurry up
They just approved some brakes
Now, I gotta' go do em
Lemmie send for them bitches
LISTEN! - uh
Now I know, things get out of hand
But you know girl, I am not Super Man
Damn- th'f*ck you mad for?!
All these expectations, proclamations
(What you mad for?)
All this confrontation, altercation
('th f*ck she mad for?!)
I'm a fly nigga, hope you ready for it
Now you all mad 'cause I'm out here goin'
I see you counting money, fruit by the foot girl
And those are some expensive shoes on your foot girl
And whatchyu wearing? Gucci? Fendi? Fashion Nova?
And all them bitches hate your ass, yeah they know ya
I got the perfect place for you, go head- come 'round my way
And I just went and copped some haze for you baby, lets fly away
And I ain't tryna waste no time with you you, it's been a couple days
And I doubt your the type to wait, so baby lemmie say
Girl you look good
You so fine
You gon' make me act up
I needa' make you mine
Baby looking mad young
Oh, you thirty-five
She tryna make me act up
She tryna make her mine
Girl, you look good
You so fine
You gon' make me act up
I needa' make you mine
Baby looking mad young
Oh, you thirty-five
She tryna make me act up
She tryna make her mine
Now I know, things get out of hand
But you know girl, I am not Super Man
Damn- th'f*ck you mad for?!
All these expectations, proclamations
('F uck you mad for?)
All this confrontation, altercation
('th f*ck she mad for?!)
I'm a fly nigga, hope you ready for it
Ehhhh actually man, I don't really give a f*ck no more nigga
No. No I don't- And I ain't goin' out sad baby
Tryna get bankrolls, bitch I need my bag baby
People choose and use, and it's just too bad baby
This bitch tryna change my name, It's supposed to last baby
Don't you ever forget it, I'm uncontrollable shorty you always coming with drama
Meanwhile, she all up on me- this little Latina mami, I know she think that I'm guapo
She gon take care of Papi como si fuera sun niño
(Escucha)
I know you need love
But I need a bag
You be tryna hold me back
Don't cut my wingspan
I told you I get maad love
So why the f*ck you mad
I told you this was my task
You didn't listen to that
I know you need love
But I need a bag
You be tryna hold me back
Don't cut my wingspan
I told you I get maad love
So why the f*ck you mad
I told you this was my task
You didn't listen to that
Now I know, things get out of hand
But you know girl, I am not Super Man
Damn- th'f*ck you mad for?!
All these expectations, proclamations
(What you mad for?)
All this confrontation, altercation
('th f*ck she mad for?!)
I'm a fly nigga, hope you ready for it
Now you all mad 'cause I'm out here goin'
(I-I Love you Epure)