Lyrics:
him
His brother got killed, so now he keep a tool with him
Live around the corner from his two daughters, no father
That's when the waitress came
on mum I'm just rockin
(rockin)
(ready rock c)
This style that's mine is rarely heard
Suddenly there is an opportunity to observe
People gots my
some insecurities
Got on that Adderal, in the gym three times a day, how I got skinny
Got on that alcohol, which kinda help me block out all my
[Verse 1 (Jeff)]
Take a little moment, just sit right there
You can pull up a chair, prepare to make yourself more aware
Information that you needed
shit
Argue for a hour she still don't see the investment
Seems this whole year I been in and out depression
Seems this whole year that the devil's been
at you while the others joined in
Face red
You didn’t understand yet that your race was your sin
Instead
You just understood pain
Like when Buckley threw
pivot, I've been grindin', grindin'
Know a nigga had to skate away
I'm the bomb, I had to detonate
Type of shit that makes you levitate
Astrophysics, know
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
Brother, Brother, Brother, how you make 'em get down?
[Brother J]
Professor Overseer, I've got pimp in my crown
It was the pimp that drove the mountainous
Yeah
The whip that I'm drivin my nigga just stole it so
Them niggas you with man I know they ain't holdin so
Yeah
Run away
The whip that I'm drivin
to blow up, gonna snatch that crown
Like it's something I founded
And I’m so astounded
By all the love that I got for my EP
The darkness is gone life is
to blow up, gonna snatch that crown
Like it's something I founded
And I’m so astounded
By all the love that I got for my EP
The darkness is gone life is
already hot
I aint gotta tell you you aint shit cause you already not
Blessed to stay wet and get money got that fetty wap
Jeff behind the beat we bout
Remix, Jonell (uh, uh)
Def Jam, Method Man (uh, uh)
(Yeah, yeah) How High
All the game that you was spittin', you know that you was trippin'
Remix, Jonell (uh, uh)
Def Jam, Method Man (uh, uh)
(Yeah, yeah) How High
All the game that you was spittin', you know that you was trippin'
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
Yo Jeff, straight up, we can't allow them
to go out like that, our music is too def
We produce hit records right and left
Daytime, nighttime, def
Jumpin Jeff Tally ran
Far away to a foreign land
Jumpin Jeff Tally ran
With a drumstick in his hand
I'm here at your disservice
Sorry if it makes you
can't take away from the greatest
When I write this, really priceless
On they necks man I gotta vice grip
Dishing clean hits like the Right Stick
Never
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
bag what's got into me
I think I've been infiltrated by an enemy
I think I've been infiltrated by an enemy
I think I've been infiltrated by an enemy
I
the year of the under rated
Word to my nigga Bebelino, aye
So chill my guy, I'm a keep it real my guy
Got my nigga Slicker on this shit
Yeah that's my Guy,
by - Jeff Glasscock, Nick Hickman
Produced by - Christian Santangelo, Jeff Glasscock, Nick Hickman
Engineered by - Christian Santangelo, Jeff
the movies
I got Angie, Jeff got Tina
Ready Rock got some girl I'd never seen in my life
That was all right because the lady was chill
Then we dipped
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