05, witcha hoe
Slow breath, so slow
There's no need for mo
Ain't on payroll
09, finger roll
Sew seeds in the floor
Wanted me, wanted more
So i worked, paid for
She wanted more, paid for it
Gas hit, i floor it
Your old shit was cool
Your new shit kinda boring
Old beat, older flow
You not the king no more
Gotcha back to the door
No more rings for show
You say it's not real
Till you watch it fade away
Insane how you feel when you're coming face to face
It's not how i feel that can sway you but it may (cloud your head and vision)