NASCENT - Don't Check 4 Me Lyrics

Nascent on the beat
Real talk
Check, hmm

Don't check for me
Unless you got a check for me
I love a bad bitch to death
But they gon' be the death of me (on God)
You know I'm way too hot, hot
Turn the heat down to seventy
Put the water in the pot, pot
'Cause I'ma give you all the tea

Black tea with the crumpets
Pinky up
Oh you next level I seem to be above it
I control the numbers like strings on the Muppet
Run it up nigga
I remember when we used to jig in the function
Didn't take too long for a nigga start pullin' out heat in the heat of discussion
Had the bullets interrupting
Sheesh
I want the peace
They want a piece
So they bring the peace
They need to eat
I need to eat
How'd I survive?
Who pray for me?
Must've been my mama and the aunty team
Holy water on my head feel like OxiClean
South Central, boy, I done seen everything
For real

So don't check for me
Unless you got a check for me
I love a bad bitch to death
But they gon' be the death of me (on God)
You know I'm way too hot, hot
Turn the heat down to seventy (too hot)
Put the water in the pot, pot
'Cause I'ma give you all the tea

Yeah
We was living check to check
Tryna stack like a Checker's king
Made moves like a chess board floor
So ain't nobody checkin' me
My silhouette from the seventies, effortlessly
Charmed the doll, she tryna check for me
I'm in the Czech Republic collecting fees
From publishing, on care for me
Chicago vernacular check it out
My whole city the crib, that's the house
Duck, I ever told you 'bout the nigga tried to flex his shoes?
He barefoot now
Check on the strong
People in your phone
Few of my homies I ain't seeing no mo'
I ain't even know what my green room fo'
'Cause as soon as my check come I'ma be gone
Don't pester me
I am not a pessimist
My flow is like a courtesy flush
Meaning I ain't with the extra shit
I'm with the chick from Channel 10
Childhood star like Sarah Lynn
I learned not to treat her like a therapist
Plan dates, checkin' Michelin restaurants
Got the check and tip

Don't check for me
Unless you got a check for me
I love a bad bitch to death (bad bitch)
But they gon' be the death of me (on God)
You know I'm way too hot, hot (too hot)
Turn the heat down to seventy
Put the water in the pot, pot
'Cause I'ma give you all the tea