Lyrics:
(808 to 314)
(we riding we cruising.)
Jer’rod Verse 1:
Boozing...down the H1 wit couple road sodas
Just cruising, something in the air got us
special to interrupt my paper stacking
I'm guessing that must be you judging by our interaction
I'm letting you know
You Are Not Alone like Michael Jackson
the door (Fuck wit me)
Hey open the door (it’s H)
Eh (yah yah yah)
No no no I will not open the door
I don’t know why he keep asking for
Dummy smooth, I
Ahhhh Ouu Yeah, ouu, Devo Big Bands
Baby I want you
But I don't need you
I Ain't tryna' hold you back
I'm tryna' free you
Not tryna' slow you
Im
My stroke make a killing
No hugging no kissing
She know her position
dawg i know the rules
I go by a system
These h*** finessing
She a pro, not
Yo, What's up H-Town
This one's for you baby
Hey, Christ is King Homie
Let's go get it man
Krawlin slow down 610 man
And I can't see through this
Okay, New York, New York
Skepta, Jme (Boy Better Know)
This is grime scene
Hold tight my mum still, big up mum
Yeah, listen
I want a 100% not fifty
I was slapped by the shut-out mouth
Let my put a curse to myself in the verse of the song
I will lost all my wealth I will no longer be strong
I don't
but they ain't scarring boy
Don't ya know you gotta be
S-M double O-T-H I'm smooth
I can't wait I'm bout to make the move
Please get out my way I'm
liquor for your tears, and all these lost years
[Hook - 2x]
[H.A.W.K.]
Now time has gone by, and the years have passed
Trying to block you out of my
Seeing you there my baby
Wandering if I'm going crazy
Find me when I'm just a boy
And now I've grown so old and tough
But I'm seeing you there my
I told ya fuckin' ass I be back
In a brand new Fleetwood Cadillac
License plate say money makin' nigga fa sho
Chillin' by ya boy house kissin'
the son of miss cita
Mom dukes, my jeter, she the reason, she the reason
Everybody woman wanna beat a boy diva, not even
There's a 305 diamond I wanted
to think my friend's not wandering for once he isn't lost
And not bound and chained to tread throughout all eternity
Anxious for dreams that we're back
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
the fire from the skies
You can tell he's doing well by the look in human eyes
Better not compromise, it won't be easy
666 is no longer alone
He's
loss
I'd like to think my friend's not wandering for once he isn't lost
And not bound and chained to tread throughout all eternity
Anxious for dreams
his head
I might go off the deep end again
Lightbulb burst it's dark in my head
Crazy white boy's off his meds again
I am the psycho who lost his head
I
the H-A double M's
These bars I'm spittin' are so good y'all mistake me for Eminem
O-line's scored on all the time, it's 'cause I'm not in it
Y'all need
Money Up
They Know We Them Guys B***h We Live We F**k The Club Up
Big Bag Thigh Pads
Shawty Know I'm Lit Yeah
Lost It cll & Ran It Up
Ima' Talk My
wanna turn this bitch up like it's the end of the year
See i'm a bad boy baby, not a pimp or a thug
So I'ma need a couple shots so I can turn this party
wave like they stoppin' a taxi
On a six, in a Lamb', but I'm not that bitch Mary (Helluva made this beat, baby)
Four-one
They counted me out, I came
not just impressed by the things you say
I need a real man that can handle me
Can you handle me?
Cause it won't be that easy ooo baby believe me
Boy
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