Lyrics:
pree the way I rolled cone
Switch it up cause they always try clone
[Just]
I'm on my own ring (yeah)
On my jack jones (yeah)
From young I was posted in
to it and I crack codes
Rarely send a riddim back
I ain’t always on my Jack Jones
Same chilling by da Bat phone
Nat snaps da occasion
D pulling for
on AKs
Why not down a n*gga with your bare hands
Why not kill a n*gga by getting more commas in a bank
Why not judge a n*gga by the girls that he curves
in fact, it's a gas!
But it's all right, I'm jumpin' jack flash
It's a gas! gas! gas! I was drowned
I was washed up and left for dead
I fell down to my
My mood swang when I'm all around you
I can not be in love with you
I can not fuck with you
Mood Swang
Mood Swang
She on that
New Swang
New Swang
She
a break but dying alone, run
(BOOM) in the outcome!
(WHAT?) Is a nigga like me! (hahaaaaa)
I hold down the Unit! I'm
A mothafuckin' G! - KHALED!
Raise ya
we going to Chow
I let the shit ring, my nigga throw in the towel
Throw weed in the pipe before I'm going to Tao
I'm not wise enough, have never
shine How they mad cuz we chillin on the new york times?
Fuck yo mood bitch when I hop in the whip it sing tunes bitch if you ain’t making moves then you
and easy with a phrase
You blame your brothers and sisters
I'm alright Jack so sod the rest
Is the new dissension
Into the abyss
Backwards
pree up
I'm still old skool yeah you know how it goes
Do it on my JDs or my jack jones
Special, we rarer than jewels
Applying the pressures no problem
pulling up my jack jones
I said I like
How the wind it whistles
They go I'm bending back bone
Don't you just live
The nightly visuals
Said baby I love your
saying I'm the, the start and the finish
Of any situation dealing with myself
Walk in with a mop might get poled
Hopping in a drop like Jim Jones
Stocking
winning and winning
Don't cry when you lose
Say what they want
They Can't walk in your shoes
Don't what care what they doing
I'm keeping my mood
I do what
and it's all right. It's all right. Yes, it's all right by me
Think about what you want, but care about what you need
I'm saying Casey Jones, you just watch
Heading for the station with a pack on my back
I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I love to hear the rhythm of the clickity-clack
Headin? for the station with a pack on my back
I'm tired of transportation in the back of my hack
I love to hear the rhythm of the clickety clack
choosey, love
I'm in the mood for love
Don't want groupie love
Just want you-me love
This is true, me love
I'm in the mood for love
I didn't know my worth
I
to Hagney
East Finchley Apache
Verse 2
Mega:
Spit in Juan, when you see that link is on
Got the linkest charm, by the time you blink it's gone
Ayo, I run for
on coke like Jon Jones
Keep the nine on me like Rondo
Plus I'm 5'9 like Royce
Hitting prime time with the boys
Pull up in the hood they rejoice
Need a voice
Stressing me out with her mood they swing
I'm in the dump ain't no room to save
I'm tryna win I won't lose today
I'm in the dump ain't no room to save me
I'm
nobody go tie your shoe
Nobody grew up by (by) your rule
Nobody horn your gun, how come, your tongue say killer then kill my mood
Light speed living in
back to my alcoholic days, get the jack out the drawer
And see my life in slo-mo, I'm not in the mood to go pick up some random hoe
I don't expect
and end up in coffin
I'm awfully raw, you can tell I'm off when
"I'm lookin' in your eyes"
[Mad Child & Rattlesnake Jones]
HOOK 2x
We want you,
by myself so I don't think I'mma answer
I'm fresh to death, I'm in the zone.
I checked my head, but no one's home.
The mood is right, the party is on.
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