Slo it Down (feat. Cj Sweets DaSwishaMan & Hollywood Fos)

Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down I've been grinding way too long I think I need to slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Smokin fire for way too long I think I need to slo it Slo it down Slo it down I think I need to slo it down But I don't think that I know how I can't live my life on this couch I'm out in these streets running these routes Running these plays they call me Dan Fouts Yea I'm always on the move but for that pay I'm a camp out And I'm out here on my own vibe My own wave my own tide I grew up in them hyphy days so don't get mad when I ghost ride I'm sliding dipping swerving serving everything is for sale I remember them nights of playing pinochle in that cell So I'm never going back and that's a fact Jack But I'm still nobodies saint so don't be asking what's in my backpack I put that ass to sleep Beddy bye you need a knapsack If you know me then you know I keep it old school just like the Rat Pack My hustle is timeless Smoking on the finest King Sweets DaSwishaMan bitch address me as Your Highness Everything I touch is gold like I'm Midas you ain't know Life is so different than it was a year ago It's a fuckin miracle Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down I've been grinding way too long I think I need to slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Smokin fire for way too long I think I need to slo it Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down I've been grinding way too long I think I need to slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Smokin fire for way too long I think I need to slo it Slo it down Slo it down I've been on it for a while Every time I pull up now They hear me coming from a mile I've been stuntin on these niggaz ever since I was a child I'm paranoid when I go out And people follow me around My grind is on 100 you can barely get a preview Making haters jealous I ain't even really mean too I pull up in that SKERT SKERT Ain't no need to speed through Its 2 Miles a hour jus so everybody sees who Got that beat down low And my top laid back Catch me swervin thru yo city wit dem choppers in the lac I got that 44 mag And a chopper on they lap I tried to tell em slow it down but they still don't know how to act And I could never slow it down I ain't Bobby Valentino All them lames washed up Call em Benzino Live my life like a Casino I'm the big Bambino Niggaz comin for my numbers need to speed up Or tell em Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down I've been grinding way too long I think I need to slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Smokin fire for way too long I think I need to slo it Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down I've been grinding way too long I think I need to slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Slo it down Smokin fire for way too long I think I need to slo it