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Jequcory Davis - Ramblin' Off The Drank (feat. MoThoro & MIDPACK) Lyrics



Jequcory Davis - Ramblin' Off The Drank (feat. MoThoro & MIDPACK) Lyrics




Now this ain't new to me, took my break round two or three
Then hit the prayer thugs on Fairview to get my usual thing
Put some game down on Baby Girl without my jewelry
And still got the number, told her later we could shoot the breeze

She sent the podcast bout some ism, she think she schoolin' me
Can't school me, I got two degrees, I do it with ease
I done been on the left too long, I'm finally flyin' to the D
It's a whole lotta thump inside my truck, I'm flyin' through the streets

It's Ray Wright One Brew and me, remember niggas young and soakin' game
The studio where we ain't even had no goals, I know I'm lame
But that was love, even without all the buzz, nigga Ray knew what it was
Ten years later now niggas got kids, shit is so different but all through the ups

And the downs, we stay solid like when toff bend
I seen all them niggas that was hatin', tryna opt in
Triple seven, we locked in since 2013, shit we been rappin' crazy
Y'all artists connected, it ain't hard to spot the message, nigga

It ain't hard to see the vision, shit ain't new to me, it's new to you
Lately I been nipsey blue, feel like all my heroes gone
I'm tryna save my city too, layin' game down in the booth
Paul Pierce, 2008, told you that I been the truth

These niggas only feel you when you on or you gone
I been standin' on my business, feel like Don Corleone
She off the Don Julio, I'm more like Julio Jones
Catchin' plays in the A or makin' bucks on the road

They gotta watch me up close with the cam, feel like Shadeur
You hatin' on some niggas from your own city, you insecure
Told me ramblin' off the drink, the only time I sound sincere
Think the money in the bank runnin' out is my biggest fear

Who gettin' paid? I'm mappin' shit out but can't find the route
Stuck in my ways, I make a shit count but can't make it count
Stuck in the daze, I prayed that the words I wrote with this pen
Would make a change, but I'm still off of JFK and McCain, nigga
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Now this ain't new to me, took my break round two or three
Then hit the prayer thugs on Fairview to get my usual thing
Put some game down on Baby Girl without my jewelry
And still got the number, told her later we could shoot the breeze

She sent the podcast bout some ism, she think she schoolin' me
Can't school me, I got two degrees, I do it with ease
I done been on the left too long, I'm finally flyin' to the D
It's a whole lotta thump inside my truck, I'm flyin' through the streets

It's Ray Wright One Brew and me, remember niggas young and soakin' game
The studio where we ain't even had no goals, I know I'm lame
But that was love, even without all the buzz, nigga Ray knew what it was
Ten years later now niggas got kids, shit is so different but all through the ups

And the downs, we stay solid like when toff bend
I seen all them niggas that was hatin', tryna opt in
Triple seven, we locked in since 2013, shit we been rappin' crazy
Y'all artists connected, it ain't hard to spot the message, nigga

It ain't hard to see the vision, shit ain't new to me, it's new to you
Lately I been nipsey blue, feel like all my heroes gone
I'm tryna save my city too, layin' game down in the booth
Paul Pierce, 2008, told you that I been the truth

These niggas only feel you when you on or you gone
I been standin' on my business, feel like Don Corleone
She off the Don Julio, I'm more like Julio Jones
Catchin' plays in the A or makin' bucks on the road

They gotta watch me up close with the cam, feel like Shadeur
You hatin' on some niggas from your own city, you insecure
Told me ramblin' off the drink, the only time I sound sincere
Think the money in the bank runnin' out is my biggest fear

Who gettin' paid? I'm mappin' shit out but can't find the route
Stuck in my ways, I make a shit count but can't make it count
Stuck in the daze, I prayed that the words I wrote with this pen
Would make a change, but I'm still off of JFK and McCain, nigga
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Writer: Morris Taylor, Malik Daniel
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