It's that type of time nigga
J
I'll be humble after May
It's first quarter, it's f*ck y'all niggas
Ya heard
Hard to sit still so me and my niggas be road running
Besides seeing my kids I only get hype when the load coming (yo Jake!)
Punching clock, just a formality just living casually so numbing
Middle of blizzards we sold bundles better known on the field so I won't fumble
We earning respect
In the whip got 'em turning they necks
Deja vu niggas knowing what's next
Cookie strands getting rolled on a jet (gone)
Shit, society selfish remember them times I was helpless
Now it's baked salmon and shellfish
Melvin guns and the butter was melted nigga (guns and butter, baby)
Jewels I was catching 'em
I see that this rapping like wrestling
All on my top feeling like Brock
Rookie that's running around with the veterans (J)
Ain't no prescription that's fixin' this hold on the medicine (hold up)
Road to the riches you know that a nigga still pedaling (go)
I feel like they forcing my hand
No bags when I'm up
Hittin' the stores when I land
I know I'm the man
(I know it, she know it too)
(Go)
Too many be reachin' the peak then they fall fast
When you growing too quick beware of the snakes in the tall grass
Shit if I could make it we all last
Get the rock I ain't giving the ball back (nah)
Used to hit her but she never call back (nah)
See me now and I'm telling her fall back (nah)
Life what you make it wasted lux Uber from the spaceship
Greatness, peanut butter you could taste it
Just was depressed been feeling amazing
Stick to the script dog, no money be feeling like withdrawals
Lookin' forward like Ace takin' Mitch calls
You Yorkies can't play with the big dogs (not at all)
El Capitan
My soul like Mike in some Dapper Dan
Knew I was a star before I had a fan
Stoppin' me like running from and avalanche (please)
Tell me again how you love me (how you love me)
Bitch I'm the God
You shouldn't put nothing above me
(Go)
I feel like they forcing my hand
No bags when I'm up
Hittin' the stores when I land
They know I'm the man
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It's that type of time nigga
J
I'll be humble after May
It's first quarter, it's f*ck y'all niggas
Ya heard
Hard to sit still so me and my niggas be road running
Besides seeing my kids I only get hype when the load coming (yo Jake!)
Punching clock, just a formality just living casually so numbing
Middle of blizzards we sold bundles better known on the field so I won't fumble
We earning respect
In the whip got 'em turning they necks
Deja vu niggas knowing what's next
Cookie strands getting rolled on a jet (gone)
Shit, society selfish remember them times I was helpless
Now it's baked salmon and shellfish
Melvin guns and the butter was melted nigga (guns and butter, baby)
Jewels I was catching 'em
I see that this rapping like wrestling
All on my top feeling like Brock
Rookie that's running around with the veterans (J)
Ain't no prescription that's fixin' this hold on the medicine (hold up)
Road to the riches you know that a nigga still pedaling (go)
I feel like they forcing my hand
No bags when I'm up
Hittin' the stores when I land
I know I'm the man
(I know it, she know it too)
(Go)
Too many be reachin' the peak then they fall fast
When you growing too quick beware of the snakes in the tall grass
Shit if I could make it we all last
Get the rock I ain't giving the ball back (nah)
Used to hit her but she never call back (nah)
See me now and I'm telling her fall back (nah)
Life what you make it wasted lux Uber from the spaceship
Greatness, peanut butter you could taste it
Just was depressed been feeling amazing
Stick to the script dog, no money be feeling like withdrawals
Lookin' forward like Ace takin' Mitch calls
You Yorkies can't play with the big dogs (not at all)
El Capitan
My soul like Mike in some Dapper Dan
Knew I was a star before I had a fan
Stoppin' me like running from and avalanche (please)
Tell me again how you love me (how you love me)
Bitch I'm the God
You shouldn't put nothing above me
(Go)
I feel like they forcing my hand
No bags when I'm up
Hittin' the stores when I land
They know I'm the man
J
I'll be humble after May
It's first quarter, it's f*ck y'all niggas
Ya heard
Hard to sit still so me and my niggas be road running
Besides seeing my kids I only get hype when the load coming (yo Jake!)
Punching clock, just a formality just living casually so numbing
Middle of blizzards we sold bundles better known on the field so I won't fumble
We earning respect
In the whip got 'em turning they necks
Deja vu niggas knowing what's next
Cookie strands getting rolled on a jet (gone)
Shit, society selfish remember them times I was helpless
Now it's baked salmon and shellfish
Melvin guns and the butter was melted nigga (guns and butter, baby)
Jewels I was catching 'em
I see that this rapping like wrestling
All on my top feeling like Brock
Rookie that's running around with the veterans (J)
Ain't no prescription that's fixin' this hold on the medicine (hold up)
Road to the riches you know that a nigga still pedaling (go)
I feel like they forcing my hand
No bags when I'm up
Hittin' the stores when I land
I know I'm the man
(I know it, she know it too)
(Go)
Too many be reachin' the peak then they fall fast
When you growing too quick beware of the snakes in the tall grass
Shit if I could make it we all last
Get the rock I ain't giving the ball back (nah)
Used to hit her but she never call back (nah)
See me now and I'm telling her fall back (nah)
Life what you make it wasted lux Uber from the spaceship
Greatness, peanut butter you could taste it
Just was depressed been feeling amazing
Stick to the script dog, no money be feeling like withdrawals
Lookin' forward like Ace takin' Mitch calls
You Yorkies can't play with the big dogs (not at all)
El Capitan
My soul like Mike in some Dapper Dan
Knew I was a star before I had a fan
Stoppin' me like running from and avalanche (please)
Tell me again how you love me (how you love me)
Bitch I'm the God
You shouldn't put nothing above me
(Go)
I feel like they forcing my hand
No bags when I'm up
Hittin' the stores when I land
They know I'm the man
Writer: Joshua Pryor
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Copyright: Lyrics © 2EIO SOUNDS, LLC