T. Jack - Amen (feat. Klow) Lyrics

Roll up to the party with the gas pack
Dressed up in the hoodie and you know I'm rocking full black
Cool Jack
I'm the Tommy Pickles lead the crew to get the nickels
While we rippin' instrumentals
Rappin shit is getting simple
I'm the nigga who be flying with his eyes out
Pass the food, drinking hella liquor when we dine out
I'm alive now see it's ight now
Legend on arrival, keep on making music til they put it on a vinyl
Oh damn girl, how you drop it to the floor
Be so careful if you wanna make it home
Poppin' sippin' on patron, I'm a don like Corleone
Hella numbers on your phone but I'm just tryna make you known
(Uh)

She like to make her money on repeat
She cuttin' off the niggas 'cause they leech
The pussy it be glowing every week
You talking shit you losing hella teeth

Say the prayer it's like amen
Run the digits up and count it like I'm Rain Man
Throw it up then I make her do the rain dance
In the tuck like I keep it in the waistband
On the other side is where they chose where they stand
Well on this side we just tryna stay alive
And on this side we just really wanna rise
M.O.B. up in yo system like we f*cking spies
Yeah
I go crazy on crazy
Jumping off the deep end yeah I know they wanna make me
Get this shit legit until they never can mistake me
In my shoes? Nah you could never lace these
In a bigger size by the time you get inside
Coming for they neck and I don't know if they can stay alive
If ya soul is in my palm then I guess I decide
Rolling problems up the only thing that make em hide
(Yeah)