Lyrics:
Slow down, down, down
Jesus, peace on when I'm stepping Walk in the room and you know who I'm reppin'
Scripture tell me that there ain't no such weapon
word to my nigga clue
Catch me in Las Vegas, a.r. Arizona
Rep for them real niggaz im winnin' in California
Winnin' in Tennessee hands down Atlanta
a cartoon
Before I need to be hired, Jimmy I. or Fire Marshall
The 9 tucked against the lining
I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down
Like y'all
seen you call for back up
Roxi got me new neutrons I might blast off
Jimmy's mac jammed that's not ok
I'm living life like a bachelor
Two tone the whip
When it was time for us to re-up, make us multi-million-ires
J-j-jeah
(And more, much more than this, I did it my way)
Yeah, in my lifetime
I
you see me, please come my way
Leavin' bread crumbs for when I stray
Rely on sacrifice and the price you pay
Feel me like a fingertip
(F-fingertip,
remember when we broke bread
Looking out for one another
Through rose-colored glasses I see red
What's known ain't gotta be said
Remembered who I was
When I step up in the building
A million people feel him
And I need to buy eleven
Auston Martin's
Couple rarri's
And a private island
Smiling riding
a dress for her
And then she put it up on her head again, nervously and quickly
Once she stopped for a moment and stood still
While a tear or two ran down
It's like, yo, there ain't too many people I would die for
That I would lay down for, you heard?
It's like my family, my closest friends that's in my
85%, I'm 400 solid
Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars
Holdin' it down, walkin' around wit gold by the pound
Frozen down wit diamond bolders
the fragrance
I was on a different level with that
I collided with the devil and his settlements wack
I had to recant
And trust him for me fellowship back
I had
Oh Mary don't you weep for me
Oh Mary just you wait for me
The battle will soon be over
Oh Mary don't you weep
Jimmy sent a letter to his bride
a bigot or a hater fuck you
We've reached our limit dog meet your savior
I'm on my mission, need the paper
Of a better scribe
For my all forgetful types
pray for me
Would you still have love and faith for me
In a coma are you waiting patiently
If i gave you some p's and left for a week
When I'm back would
always there by my side
When I think about Jeremiah, he was there, he always gon' ride
I can't settle for the system, can't do a homicide, I ain't tryna go
got extensions of booty with them tattoos on her cheek
Make me wanna take her to a island, we could do it for weeks
Girl, let me Birkin your bag, Jimmy
ain't lose this light of mine
Was contemplating hit a lick
Or build this shit up brick by brick
Told them I'd see victory
The crown a perfect fit for me
the Covid 19 vaccine needles
Taking flights with my bae, we headed to Montego
Thank you God for never failing me when I called
I swear I owe you it all,
Motherfucker better bow down!
And let me get my money up
Every weird bitch
Even when I’m travellin to Moscow
When I get up on these records and I spit
It be
of mind
I couldn't find in Rocketown
And when I reached down inside me
I could feel the emptiness
What was his mission
Where was he going
Why was
the fountain of youth.
Let's find it, too, before we're long in the tooth.
You want me to go with you way out yonder, just for chasin' a bird,
When we can be
I'm dodging the debacles like pot holes in Jamaica
We cut down the weed bury the paper on them acres
Martin had a dream bob got high I still do both
my life for me and not for them
I gave so fucking much to them
And then they gave me a goodbye when things got rough
I'm going to be the best that I
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