And this blunt is for Ms. Valle and by the way we spill that liquor out
Sir I need a order of sum blues and you can keep the clout
It was hard it’s getting easy now
Spent time working on myself and less reaching out
I rebuilt it I’m an architect
They call me goat but I ain’t even went my hardest yet
Regardless of the difficulty it was effortless
This God’s timing nigga way ahead of scheduling
I’m getting dizzy on these gushers I went dyslexic
I did a show and then I hit the exit, I’m not that into parties
I’m only into my money and my music sessions
That shit you going through your biggest lesson
Feel like I’m Jigga bitch I got some shit you can get jiggy with
Nut in your mouth spit it out slow on some litty shit
Rub it around and Harlem shake like you diddy quick
Any idea who you dealing with
And what you on for tonight we doing percocets with the purple
I went from taxi cab to excursion
I’m no da Vinci but I feel like this picture perfect
I mean when I paint she gone tell me that it’s perfect
When Im in the booth up in the streets they call it murder
Like I come from Jamrock so I’m a Rasta
And I need my velveeta but no pasta
Can I get some more of that top cause it was proper
Don’t make me beg twice
The only way is up from here bitch you dead right
25 bars
I make your head rock with one
I did like 25 shows
And I ain’t make a dollar back not even once
I need like 25 cars
But I can only drive one
I need like 25 broads
Like my baby mama ain’t really enough
