Lyrics:
a second, and checked the track record
He would have seen that I'm solid
So gather round there's a new hombre in town
Influenced by James Brown
It's
wanna burn it all
So much willie lynch in the air
I can feel the cotton breezing by me
I can hear the tap dancing from the closet
Ain't no questions if
birds call
I can feel a lover's breath
I sleep in the kitchen with my feet in the hall
Sleep is like a temporary death
Meet me at the bottom, don't lag
the feet
Playing by my own rules so I don't never have to cheat
Make em run that shit back Devin Hester on repeat
Jackson Woods Jordan James nigga all my
The hands that once were free
Alone you sleep in space tonight
Far away from me
You're the prince of the garden
Tie your hair back in a bow
Time
this nigga ate them haters like a mango
Stuck on a mission look for me like I'm Nemo
I know a couple niggas they be tryn'a sleep on my dream
They talk
narrows her eyes
Everyone looks at my mother she is one of
If not the most influential
Socialites in the city
He hands her two passes
A red one for her
Greed do
These fascist politicians
Is so see threw
I see
Red and blue
Murders
Right
In my rear view
Land of the free
America
But don't forget
I've been to the bottom
I've dwelled in the past
Made friends with the addicts
Was feening for cash
The first of the month
I was down on my last
Why
rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past
know the cotton high
Ima take a dive in a deep blue sea
In a world where ya never gotta show ID
And to show love you aint gotta press IG
Never fighting
dey go on her knees till by 4
And she dey call her children for pray
In her soul ooo
Jah
Make you take your cloth take cover me
Make I no go sleep
An out of town gawkier
In the lobby
Of the old Peabody
Hotel
By the wishing well
I threw in my quarter
Watched it shining in the water
nerve
I take a break like James Brown to the bridge
Sailing, takes me away
To wherever I'm really going, shoobedowop
Up, up, and away!
In my
If I could stick my hand in my heart
Spill it all over the stage
Would it satisfy you
Would it slide on by you
Would you think the boy is strange
no E, I told the nigga on the email
Sleep hell, rain, snow Thunder, lightning, tornado
Been the realest in the city since the day old Cash is clay
the bank, that's where I stay (yeah, yeah)
Hardest worker in the business, call me James (James Brown)
Set my old-school on some forgis and blew out their
and tools
Lovers and haters and teachers and fools
Just try walkin one day in my socks and shoes
And if you get away from this one then, that'll be news
It's
have in this world, all I have in this world
All I have in this world, all I have in this world
I left the pistol in the house and I let's my bitch
I lay my self to sleep
My soul fight all my demons
When Im fucking on a baddie ain't paying it always free
I'm a north east shiner baby
Only money
was in the 8th grade steady
But niggaz my age was getting paid already
Yeah like that nigga Zam or even young Blue
They made they first
Spent a few years of my life
Moving out and growing up
And tryna get my stuff together
It just floats on by
Oh tell me why this is all my fault
I’m
We took a trip down to Miami
She sweet like cotton candy
Laid down by the beach
And saw all my problems turn blue
But now we floating through
space for yall when I'm kicking my tunes
Lifting the moon just to watch it shine nightly
Protected in the dark
By an oligarch of folk who died trying
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