1. |
The Ride
02:43
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VERSE 1
It's no wonder you got me here
come along for this ride if you let me steer
if you sitting back seat then you in the rear
took control of shot gun, you just passengers are we clear?
accelerations light years, I'm just finding the right gear
this is manual transmission, we running through lights here
no police, no tickets, high speeds, paddle shifting
burning rubber, lane switching, bending corners, I'll be drifting
so rebellious my niggas I never listen
all these stories you tell us about your riches
about your weed, about your bitches
nigga please bring something different
shit, I'll probably do it too
but till then I just want you
CHORUS
Come along with me lets take a ride
got my foot on the peddle we about to drive
we peeling out fast, we burning tires
you'll be on the sidelines, you just watching me drive bye
You want me here (you want me here)
You got me here (you got me here)
Repeat 4X
VERSE 2
We raising bars and pushing limits
the things that I'm doing you never did it
get the fuck off your asses if you're offended
y'all be talking like you're men but your actions are really women's
everything that I'm saying I truly lived it
upper echelon nigga, I see the vision
I'm just spitting game to you, I hope you listen
all these niggas you're buying, they selling fiction
everyone's a tough guy, no emotions, aint got no feelings
what I'm seeing is an image they create and have to live it
pushing weight, pimping women
doing time, never snitching
got a lot to live up to
its just easier doing you
CHORUS
Come along with me lets take a ride
got my foot on the peddle we about to drive
we peeling out fast, we burning tires
you'll be on the sidelines, you just watching me drive bye
You want me here (you want me here)
You got me here (you got me here)
Repeat 4X
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2. |
Drives Me Crazy
04:24
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VERSE 1
Growing up I had some lonely days
only child stuck in his lonely ways
I guess that will have to explain
why women say that I never share whats bothering me
fuck that I just deal with it on my own
read somewhere that this too shall pass on its own
broken child from broken home
pops was far away, only talked to him on the phone
I slipped right into that zone
shots with the homies the liquor would have us thrown
moving fast, nowhere to go
back then it was Marcel, John, and O
that I used to kick it with but all of us grew up quick
all went our separate ways and rarely ever kick it
different strokes for different folks
alcohol, coke or weed
they give us different ways to cope, so
CHORUS
The feeling wont escape me
it drives me crazy
it drives me crazy
thought it would never phase me
Repeat 2x
VERSE 2
Step father beating step brothers ass
because step brother do shit that's making step father mad
fuck around, step brother gone need a body bag
for fucking off everything that he ever had
really thinking that somethings wrong
with you, up in the head
you should leave all them drugs alone
and it's cool to catch a zone
but when your life aint worth shit, aint shit you could call your own, so
when you see me we aint family nigga
because I've been more of a son then you to your own daddy nigga
should be luck to even have him nigga
and on my mom, when I see you I'm bringing hands my nigga
how we end up here in this place
niggas back in the day but now I cant stand your face
you belong to a darker place
wicked niggas with wicked ways
CHORUS
The feeling wont escape me
it drives me crazy
it drives me crazy
thought it would never phase me
Repeat 2x
VERSE 3
Every year we see more Columbines
every night kids in Chicago die
everyday I read my LA Times
all I see is another victim of gun crime
I can remember back when Derick died
that was sometime before Laurence died
good kids victims of gun violence
but NRA still pushing for they're gun rights
meanwhile back on the other side
a church pastors molesting a couple of children I
question religion
it cause division
they all be sinning
but pointing at me like I'm in need of exorcism
but I forgive em
may god be with em
CHORUS
The feeling wont escape me
it drives me crazy
it drives me crazy
thought it would never phase me
Repeat 2x
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3. |
True Lies
03:29
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CHORUS
Watching me while my eyes closed
these niggas want to see me fold
got me looking everywhere I go
go behind my back and tell em true lies
VERSE 1
No love for these fuck niggas
a small circle I don't fuck with ya
ruffle feathers if I walk near ya
probably mad I never talk to ya
niggas got emotions like bitches dog
you know how bitches get when they get pissed off
all they want to do to you is talk shit
act like they ain't hating that's a dry snitch
or go behind your back and that's Randy
I treat those actions like compliments
because hatred is confused envy
and niggas really need to try and stop this
there's no confidence, that's nonsense
this a mans world so have options
bring your A game no slouches
I ain't too mad just astounded
CHORUS
Watching me while my eyes closed
why the hell it matter where I go
is it because you want to fuck my hoes
go behind my back and tell em true lies though
watching me while my eyes closed
these niggas want to see me fold
got me looking everywhere I go
go behind my back and tell em true lies though
Visualize through my two eyes yo
Billie Jean niggas got me like Michael
never seen niggas act so spiteful
want to see me high dive, walking on tight ropes
Why the hell it matter where I go
these niggas want to see me fold
got me looking everywhere I go
go behind my back and tell em true lies
VERSE 2
Jeff come alive in the night time
my life line is out of site I'm
entering the game at the right time
nothing is the same they just fight mine
we don't share DNA, we ain't like minds
ain't fare the way you play so I write lines
addressing these cats at the right time
try and take mine it's fight time
I'm ten steps ahead of the game my nigga
it's a shame they way they hate and point blame my nigga
drop flame, let it blaze and replace thy nigga
J-Myth on the track, got the baseline thicker
I don't waste time with ya
no pussy getting, jealous niggas
all they want to do is take shine from ya
it's fucking with they mind they ain't got grind like ya
so why would I oblige all these fake vibes from ya
I just break ties with ya
it's a thin line, if you had a carbon paper, couldn't trace mine nigga
everything is major, should embrace mine nigga
what it do playa? I just take mine nigga
my time spent on my rhymes since
my grind is one of a kind, its
a word of advice for the sly kids
the game done changed, read the fine print so
no love for these fuck niggas
no boy, I don't fuck with ya
I know it fucks with ya on the inside
you out of touch nigga, can't take mine
niggas got emotions like bitches dog
you know how bitches get when they get pissed off
all they want to do to you is talk shit
act like they ain't hating, that's a dry snitch
CHORUS
Watching me while my eyes closed
why the hell it matter where I go
is it because you want to fuck my hoes
go behind my back and tell em true lies though
watching me while my eyes closed
these niggas want to see me fold
got me looking everywhere I go
go behind my back and tell em true lies though
Visualize through my two eyes yo
Billie Jean niggas got me like Michael
never seen niggas act so spiteful
want to see me high dive, walking on tight ropes
Why the hell it matter where I go
these niggas want to see me fold
got me looking everywhere I go
go behind my back and tell em true lies
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4. |
Ridin Slow
04:20
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VERSE 1
It's ten o' clock in the PM
niggas grilling me, feel like it's hating season
they be moving with no rhyme or no reason
Steve saying keep my eyes open so I can see them
soft spoken unless I have a reason
bless those provoking him because looks could be deceiving
just another day in my life, on the weekend
two feet in the water but I'm never sinking
and I'm thinking about the problems that keep mounting up
both sets of parents in the struggle, I ain't got enough
money get them out of ruts
that's why I do this rapping stuff
plus I guess it keeps away the stress knowing I'm good enough
but being good enough don't get you out the hood unless
you adjust, find a way to win because there's a few of us
some are tougher than others, just how we grew up
and some wont amount to shit because they don't give a fuck
CHORUS
Riding slow, sitting low, getting doe's, all I know
riding slow, sitting low, getting doe, getting doe
Repeat 2X
VERSE 2
I don't really want to come down
it's so lonely when I come down
staring out my hotel window
visions in my mind fit the vibe like a tempo
only shedding tears for my ken folk
so if you next of ken, swear to god I got a tear for ya
bottle my emotions like a beer for ya
get intoxicated on emotions I've endeared towards ya
shit, I think I make it quite clear for ya
no one's near in this hemisphere, a loner
is what I am, I play the cards in my hand
never care for the jokers, I'm a serious man
frivolous speech, you delirious fan
everyday winning, you watch the game from the stands
live in the negative, you a pessimist man
you niggas bitch like only feminists can
CHORUS
Riding slow, sitting low, getting doe's, all I know
riding slow, sitting low, getting doe, getting doe
Repeat 2X
VERSE 3
Thinking back on some niggas who died
I'm talking Charlie and Jeremy and wondering why
every new day could be the end of my life
I say rest in peace, keeping my head high
count my blessings as my life's manifesting
please forgive my aggressions
this life we live is a lesson
I go, hand swings and toe toe with the devil
lay down for no man, shit you could call me a rebel
I, roll with the base, I ride the beat on it's treble
vocal chords are mellow so keep adjusting my level
momma taught me never to settle so
navigate through life foot on the peddle
mind on my money clip
hold tight to my money shit
because when I get the money cold days turn to sunny quick
educate you about this money shit
put no bitch before your money unless you want it spent
CHORUS
Riding slow, sitting low, getting doe's, all I know
riding slow, sitting low, getting doe, getting doe
Repeat 2X
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5. |
You and I
03:33
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CHORUS
Only you and I can see
what you want from me
but your girls don't understand though
too busy hating on a man yo
VERSE 1
We used to get it in when I touched down
lately, we out of touch now
used to have you shaking when I touch yao
don't mistake me for these clowns now
ya girls trip with, nope not my business
broke be these bitches
a joke that they giving ya shit
just for kicking it with, a young nigga who get
plenty women, gifts that they give him
just because they persistent
shouldn't cause division between me and you
when you know that you miss what we do
that's why I never fuck with ya crew
plus ya girl Kim is bad news
take it out on me because of what her man do
heard last week that the hoe was ran through
yeah, the homie Dee saying that he know dude
but all she want to do is worry about me and you
CHORUS
Only you and I can see
what you want from me
but your girl don't understand though
too busy hating on me
Only you and I can see
what you want from me
but your girl don't understand though
too busy hating on a man yo
VERSE 2
We used to get it in when I touch down
but lately we out of touch now
look, I don't want to fuss now
too much arguing, would think we had enough now
cold shoulders what I give her
now they tell me I'm the million dollar mouth now
after listening to you I beg to differ
it seems even with the
gift of gab I was given
I can't stop you from your bitching
I choose not to listen and do what I do in this position
treat you so dismissive
I'm out for these figures, trying to see this paper
out with my niggas, they blowing vapors
everything is major, everything is good
got million dollar dreams, lets get it understood
CHORUS
Only you and I can see
what you want from me
but your girl don't understand though
too busy hating on me
Only you and I can see
what you want from me
but your girl don't understand though
too busy hating on a man yo
VERSE 3
We used to get it in when I touched down
but we so out of touch now
and I don't give a fuck now
I wear rubbers when we fuck now
don't want to be somewhere out of luck
why your girls in ya ear plotting how to get me stuck
trust just a word but trust not enough
trust ain't about to stop a prenup from getting done
I ain't about to brag about how I'm blowing up
I could have any girl from twenty one and up
really eighteen, twenty one is young enough
if her mind ain't grown and I ain't stoned
can't really mess with it but I might get blown
can't deal with now curfews and times to be home
childish ways take Jeff out his zone
don't want to be here, don't want to be alone
CHORUS
Only you and I can see
what you want from me
but your girl don't understand though
too busy hating on me
Only you and I can see
what you want from me
but your girl don't understand though
too busy hating on a man yo
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6. |
The Elevator
01:34
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VERSE
Conversation was good
she was an O.C. girl considered me a bit hood
told her my name is Jericho, my upbringing was good
my momma's an immigrant and my father, a country boy
I'm just shooting the shit with ya
I hope that your not annoyed
you thinking I'm good looking but feel a bit paranoid
sorry, don't mean to stare but there's something about that dress
the way the neck slopes, it just slightly exposed your breasts
ain't like me to obsess about a woman I just met
going up in a elevator
got a few floors to go before it stops and we say good day so
think I can get your number?
you looked a bit stumped but you gave it to me
back of my head, know I'm a fuck but you gone play with me
it's just the game these bitches play the first few dates with me
the first two I understand, don't want to look like a hoe
who gave it up the first night and now that man done ran home
ain't even stay for the night he got his kids at home
and a woman despite the fact that he really likes ya
leaving them just ain't right and I don't like to hide ya
so I'm a, keep you insight
and I'm a call you tonight
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7. |
Good Team
04:30
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VERSE 1
I live my life on four wheels
city lights and cheap thrills
heard she ain't doing that but she will
room for two in the back, watch me peel
I turn wheels on em
she catching feeling for him
we order more drinks, we drop a bill on em
I got expensive taste, she's an expensive woman
I keep her in her place, because she's the other woman
and ain't no other woman
unless you bring another woman to my bedroom
of course I will make leg room
don't trip I don't intend to
give her more than what I give you
CHORUS
We're in the half court, baby it's a good game
shoot with me, I got good range
I got good range
you and me gone make a good team
Repeat 2X
VERSE 2
She loving how I grind
loving the way I shine
she like the way I walk
remind me every time
I"m never on the block
just a waste of my time
I'm out here getting guap though because money on my mind
hustling never stop
sleep ain't even a thought
it you ain't speaking currency then I can't hear you talk
nigga please, you got your shit in park
my tires screeching, you can see me spark
and you should no better
last year I took a year to get my flow better
Jericho's a go getter
so hold your ho or I'm a go get her
she like it hot, yall niggas cold weather
CHORUS
We're in the half court, baby it's a good game
shoot with me, I got good range
I got good range
you and me gone make a good team
Repeat 2X
VERSE 3
Run the town with these bitches
I'm out partying with strippers
who got expensive habits
popping pills and they sniffing
nope, I can't understand it
I'm just loving these women
not in love with these women
but I love what they give him
if life's a game I'm living
homie, play it to win it
life in the fast lane
turn these corners I'm drifting
place it all on the table
I'm just throwing my chips in
no regrets, I high step through this shit that they give him
and there's no intermissions
no on or off switches in the game of life
got one time to get it right
YOLO nigga, we gone get it right
and she's with me, we going home tonight
CHORUS
We're in the half court, baby it's a good game
shoot with me, I got good range
I got good range
you and me gone make a good team
Repeat 2X
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8. |
Headlights
04:17
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VERSE 1
Trying to make music to entertain you with
true shit, inspire a few niggas, make you spit
giving cats road maps, to lighten up the load that's
got us on hold, trapped,
gotta get your pockets fat
momma on food stamps,
gotta get her through that
quarter past two, nigga that's just where my moods at
trying to past you dudes fast
moving down the speedway
got you all by two laps
we call that HOV lane
used to call me names
fat boy, four eyed nigga; that ain't easy
nigga pass that bleezay
now a nigga in shape, pulling bitches 3 ways
these days, wasting no time, fuck a freeze frame
first son before I'm twenty two
two years out my mommas house,
fuck am I supposed to do
hustle harder, pay dues
nigga, I just laid rules
rule one, never loose
rule two, no excuse.
CHORUS
Rain clouds and thunderstorms
commotion in my zone
still trying to find my way home
I got my headlights on
Repeat 2x
All these clouds, all these storms
taking me out my zone
so I know before I go
gotta put my headlights on
Rain clouds and thunderstorms
commotion in my zone
still trying to find my way home
I got my headlights on
VERSE 2
Talk shit out your ass, that ain't no money
talking shit they understand
that equates to show money
seen it all before, young niggas that don't know money
get it in they hands, loose focus and they blow money
I'm trying to set this up and grow money
get it while I'm young, age together, that's old money
simply put, these rappers now are so funny
no substance in they rhymes, that connects to nobody
so if your pockets ain't fat get your mind rich
got a hundred thousand thoughts
write em down, they timeless
all these niggas do is small time shit
choking on they raps, these niggas needing Heimlich'
yup, these niggas should rewind this
in case they get lost along the way and need reminding
always take advice from the wise men
adjust your sights a little
good things will fall in line then
CHORUS
Rain clouds and thunderstorms
commotion in my zone
still trying to find my way home
I got my headlights on
Repeat 2x
All these clouds, all these storms
taking me out my zone
so I know before I go
gotta put my headlights on
Rain clouds and thunderstorms
commotion in my zone
still trying to find my way home
I got my headlights on
VERSE 3
Nine hundred square foot apartment
that ain't no heaven
rewind time a little bit,
second son in 07
mind on a lot of shit, time ain't cooperative
out here trying to get mine
somethings gotta give
motto is, live life higher than the outer limits
space ship on auto pilot, nigga this is higher living
if life's a game, nigga I am winning
I am sending
competition to their graves
god forgive him
CHORUS
Rain clouds and thunderstorms
commotion in my zone
still trying to find my way home
I got my headlights on
Repeat 2x
All these clouds, all these storms
taking me out my zone
so I know before I go
gotta put my headlights on
Rain clouds and thunderstorms
commotion in my zone
still trying to find my way home
I got my headlights on
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9. |
Give Me the Mic
04:05
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CHORUS
It goes on and on and on and
we go on and on and on
Give me the mic I know you feel this shit
give me the mic I'm bout to kill this shit
it goes on and on and on
give me the mic I'm bout to kill it bitch
VERSE 1
Ahh I'm bout to kill it bitch
I hope you feel this shit deep inside your filopians
now watch me stroke again
until I got it broken in
the world moves in slow motion Jericho is smoking them
I see some wiggle room, that looks like an opening
these rappers got that funny face like they been dropping soap again
no homo I'm going in
hope my lingo don't offend
your personal preference, just talking out my ass again
look quick, you can see flashes of him
I told you y'all slow, what makes you think you catching him
the industries exactly where I want it
the pendulum swing to the left and now the west is on it
I don't obsess upon it
but know that I'm blessed and fortunate
so I address the masses with poems that paint these portraits
I was born in the 80's when everybody snorted
shit, my history is black but crack wasn't a part of it
yo my pops sold drugs until it finally caught him
seen my mommas fight with addiction, guess the devils working
they say the devil is alive but gods in every person
it's that bigger piece of the pie I always try to work with
no I'm not religious
not catholic, Muslim, or Christian
but believe in hip-hop because these words showed me a vision
whether it be video ho's or pimping women
dope boys, big toys, or hand to hand pitching
CHORUS
It goes on and on and on and
we go on and on and on and
Give me the mic I know you feel this shit
give me the mic I'm bout to kill it bitch
it goes on and on and on and
we go on and on and on and
Give me the mic I know you feel this shit
give me the mic I'm bout to kill it bitch
VERSE 2
I'm so on top of it
shit I kick is a lot to get
don't listen to these women's perceptions they give are counterfeit
and who am I to get
hot about who you rocking with
if that's what feels her pockets
I wish your wallet a lot of rips
women always hawking me, shit two baby's mammas
surprisingly got no drama
can't say the same for my partner
he had been caught in a monotonous situation
a woman he ends up hating
they in and out court debating
foresaw the future, I told him his bitch is Satan
now all he could do is sit and watch paychecks dwindle away and
let this be a lesson to any nigga whose laying
down without protection around his nuts when he playing
all I can say is I hope that he makes it through
let this be an example of what can happen to you
he'd be the first to say nigga just think it through
women can be so devilish while in heave with you
CHORUS
we rock on and on and on and
we go on and on and on and
Give me the mic I know you feel this shit
give me the mic I'm bout to kill it bitch
it goes on and on and on and
we rock on and on and on and
Give me the mic I know you feel this shit
give me the mic I'm bout to kill it bitch
VERSE 3
You say your pops is smoking dope again
stealing video games and all your clothes again
so now your keeping your things inside my home again
no worries, nigga we good, it's what we do for friends
hoping he change even though I know you doubt it
but time slows us down, can't do nothing about it
until then, clown with these women, know they bout it
saw me with your sister, expressed concerns about it
but when I knocked her up, didn't seem to worried about it
said that she was grown and knew exactly what she got involved with
said you foresaw it
so when we'd part ways, I guess you called it
and when she got locked up
I took my son in
hoping I'd show him to be a man
teach him everything that I can
making an honest living, respecting your fellow man
and when a nigga act up, it's okay to show him some hands
CHORUS
It goes on and on and on and
we go on and on and on and
Give me the mic I know you feel this shit
give me the mic I'm bout to kill it bitch
it goes on and on and on and
we rock on and on and on and
Give me the mic I know you feel this shit
give me the mic I'm bout to kill it bitch
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10. |
Heart to Heart
03:44
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VERSE 1
I know you know we've had some better days
I know you know sometimes it's pouring rain
it's such an ugly thing
when we have money pains
so when this record drops, I hope it makes some money rain
they tell me fame is a bitch
but if fame shields the pain some days and makes it quit
I'm okay with that
my mommas good
shit I'm okay with that
and both my fathers good, no longer have to break they backs
into retirement because they got mileage
they should be driving less and get they flight permits
because they gone need them
when them angles come retrieve them
and leave them in they final place
somewhere beyond that outer space
I'm trying to ease they mind some
before that time come
no need to remind them
each fight that father times won
these years are short
so I'll be right behind them
and hope to find them right on that other side, so
CHORUS
This just my heart to heart with ya
I know I barely talk with ya
we feel so far apart would ya
please listen to my heart to heart
Repeat 2X
VERSE 2
Ain't nothing guaranteed past today
I don't really want to leave if I feel some type of way
my body can't stay
if my souls gotta go
getting older everyday
I wish time would go slow
I got rhymes, I got shows
but I still want doe
and I still want to feel what it's like when I blow
just a product of the 80's
ever since we were babies
exposed to two roads
it's the drugs or the crazies
and just maybe, we can walk away unscathed
from the things that take are fathers far away
it's the drugs, it's the gangs
it's the lust and the shame
and the lies that they told with cold eyes and straight face
so, I know you know we've had some better days
I know you know sometimes it's pouring rain
they say what you give then you can take away
so I hope I have it all when you take me someday
CHORUS
This just my heart to heart with ya
I know I barely talk with ya
we feel so far apart would ya
please listen to my heart to heart
Repeat 2X
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11. |
Get Crazy
04:36
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CHORUS
We gone get crazy
we gone get crazy
pop that shot's back
lets all get faded
we gone get crazy
we gone get crazy
tip that sip that
lets all get faded
Repeat 2X
Stop acting basic
girl, you too complacent
just come to my place and
we both could get faded
Repeat 2X
VERSE 1
Feast or famine, this is live or die
understand it when you see me ride
do it my way, out the driveway
on the highway, doing 90
give a fuck what that sign say
blinders on with sunshades
in the heat of night, this is how I play
you should be polite and hear what I say
it's my world so just live in it
my throne you can't sit in it
out here, I been getting it
grown men handling business
you acting so timid, should be my side bitch
in the late night, no date nights
we just stay inside bitch
CHORUS
We gone get crazy
we gone get crazy
pop that shot's back
lets all get faded
we gone get crazy
we gone get crazy
tip that sip that
lets all get faded
Repeat 2X
Stop acting basic
girl, you too complacent
just come to my place and
we both could get faded
Repeat 2X
VERSE 2
it's my way or the highway bitch
fall in line whenever I say shit
this is how I live, no matter what I did
I convinced myself, I deserve my wins
convinced the world to look through my lens
convincing girls that we was more than friends
just like Janel, when I was only ten
but I could tell she liked how I live
my position is ride with it
opposition denying it
I got no time for it they out here dry snitching
I'm minding my business
grinding with my bitch
in the late night, no date nights
we just stay inside shit
CHORUS
We gone get crazy
we gone get crazy
pop that shot's back
lets all get faded
we gone get crazy
we gone get crazy
tip that sip that
lets all get faded
Repeat 4X
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12. |
Dance With the Devil
04:00
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VERSE 1
Dance with the devil on a starry night
high out my mind, hope I make it tonight
the devils alive, infiltrating my life
plotting ways to survive, all these mistakes made I'm fine
Not pouring liquor this is vintage wine
words fermented inside my mind this is by design
third dimension, I'm intertwined between death and life
heard them mention we out of time, guess this is divine
Intervention, perceived it in a vision
interfere with the mission, I'm drivin with ambition
your fears, inhibitions
keep harboring bad intentions
you live with your bad decisions now watch me win from a distance
don't think that I can't but I hope that I wont
because you can't recant when you start throwing stones
all of these niggas, they not in my zone
I'm on top of the game, I just live in the throne
shit ain't the same, can't copy or clone
in my domain, in a spot all alone
to no disarray, every notion is vague
the emotion it brings when I'm hearing her moan
not thinking clear anymore, I'm trying to steer on these roads
holding her near but the fear perseveres as we go
shots of the vodka, sippin it slow
her Johnnie Walker is gettin her throwed
back to mi casa, once was so proper
but now I'm a monster I'm grinding her slow
I envision what I'm gettin, before it happens I am smittin
bad intentions in my head
and not to mention how they're fed
from that top shelf that we sippin, I can't stop thinking about hittin
devilish grin, once again, my ascent to a sinner
VERSE 2
Dance with the devil in the moonlight
in a fight with my shadow he seems to move like me
consumed by greed
confused but amused by the truth I see
I knew I'd be
somewhere above all of the rest of them
all them women that loved me, I was just sexin them
feeling depressed with them
just a young adolescent when
I discovered that I'd love no other except my reflection
guess I am awfully vain
no emotions, partially sane
but I'm coping with feeling open to notions that I am stained
provoke inner hope, I kept close and hidden away
my father says I need Jesus but I ain't fixin to cave
I do things the new way, I'm HD and blue ray
and you say the way I portrayed it, you related
I convey it to you and say in my phrases about what my place is
but when you listen them rankings
just place me right next to greatness nigga
life is a game I came to play niahh
want the fortune and fame, how could you blame a nigga
not fixin to give into no image they give ya
flush it out, enema, give ya vivid cinema
locked in and i deliver my sins hope god forgive him
(snakes) slither in the grass, wicked niggas they outlast
the righteous but despite this my insight is frightfully biased
a constant fight with my demons
I know the devils alive I see him
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13. |
I'll Get Back
05:07
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VERSE 1
I'm chilling in her bedroom
thinking to myself will I get head soon
I smell her perfume
I watch her legs move
walk tall in them heels but only 5'2"
so I'm inclined to
lick between her thighs a grown guy move
always do just what I ask, at least you try to
so when I ain't getting my way, you're who I fly to
you're who I fly to
and if there's one on the side it's just what guys do
but honey knows her place is right behind you
and if she can't fall in line, I make that line move
look I ain't trying to
take you for a ride, I'm a good guy whose
only desire is to provide you
with that feeling you get when I'm inside you
and when I leave in the morning
while she's in here yawning
I'll be in my seat bending these corners
lamenting in new things that now are upon us
and all you can do is accuse me of whoring
look I know that you think my obsessions got me gone but
80 g's ain't gonna come from these shows, sitting at home so
you know a home ain't a home if ain't no green in it
and ain't no I in the word team so this a solo mission
I'm taking photos and these ho's post them on instagram
they see these photos and your girls ask you is this your man
you say you kiss him and
at nights you sleep with him
but I be out here in these streets trying to complete the vision
CHORUS
She saying (Jeff)
she saying (what's next)
I'll get back (I know you want me here)
I'll get back (it's just so crazy here)
Repeat 2X
VERSE 2
I'm getting high off you
and it's these things that you do
can't get my mind off you
I'm just really trying to connect with you
what you expect though, when lately I'm feeling smothered too
think it's time that we sit
need some give and some take
I listen to you bitch
I don't like to debate
about everything, everything's a tumultuous state
conversations are heated, need to get out of my face
you making it easy to weed you out of this race
can't believe that you need to be with me hours a day
how I'm supposed to get paid?
relationships crumble, love is paper machete
you knowing what they say
if ain't no green in it
there ain't now I in the word team so this a solo mission
CHORUS
She saying (Jeff)
she saying (what's next)
I'll get back (I know you want me here)
I'll get back (it's just so crazy here)
Repeat 2X
VERSE 3
A home ain't a home if ain't no green in it
I said a home ain't a home if ain't no green in it
and ain't no I in the word team so this a solo mission
she fishing for answers
I can't understand what
I'm doing that lands us
with her throwing these tantrums
she keep making these plans up
I ain't much of a fan of
she telling me man up
I keep throwing my hands up
I don't like being jammed up
wasn't part of the plan but
guess it's a double standard
I keep causing her trouble, she just dismiss it as man stuff
she's had enough of me
enough of the I ain't perfect scheme
in a perfect dream she would work with me
but since life ain't perfect she just hurts with me
CHORUS
She saying (Jeff)
she saying (what's next)
I'll get back (I know you want me here)
I'll get back (it's just so crazy here)
Repeat 2X
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