Lyrics

Can you feel it take control You say It's almost gone I know I be swerving on this road And I know you feel it I gotchu on my mind when I'm alone With this bottle of patron Baby Ima take it slow And I know you feel it Making moves moving checkers Ain't no second guesses when you Pick a path on the fork in the road ride in the Lexus This quarter piece is only for protection I use my mental as a weapon head butt em hit em head first Before it going get worse Then flip the table holding checkers now the scripts fallen on it's hip enough times for me to not even trip Ever since the golden days pony boy's been living in a haze Never settle for that second place I'm in a second phase Of being off time but I'm at the right place I ain't knowing where I'm going only where I came This path I'm going down is just a road that isn't straight Either that or I'm just swerving in and out of lanes It's in and out with lames Wine and dine with dames You only lose in this life when you quit the game You either choose sugar spice or neither Nova cane It's more than fame it comes to show what you claim That I always go against the grain saying what I want Praying for the lot Grind for the guap Rhyme-on-the-spot Surprising-a-thot ain't seen what I got under key and lock my mind is a box pandora couldn't drop But I could drop the ball I can get a stick engine to stall I can smear the ink written on the walls I could lose control I could lose my soul swerve off a cliff everything'll fall Fall apart Apart from me wake up realize it was all a dream Can you feel it take control You say It's almost gone I know I be swerving on this road And I know you feel it I gotchu on my mind when I'm alone With this bottle of patron Baby Ima take it slow And I know you feel it We Just livin' life man I don't know where I'm goin' but I like that Walking in gotta pocket full of sunshine I swear the party never stops in the spotlight Hit the high way Back to mile high Smoke n mirrors but I'm seeing through with glossy eyes I ain't gotta lie I ain't got the time but let everybody in the house know that I be down to ride Hitting I 25 down to the West Side water what we sipping spitting pictures homies splitting lines If you'd rather toke then you know that we goin' be bringing fire bottle of Hennessy mixing it with the lime and sprite Hoping this all worth it I be livin' in the moment know I'm goin' thru the motion she like indica that's potent They say love is a gamble get me the dice and I won't roll em' Gotta handle on these raps go hand and hand like a flag and a flask like a mask in all black with a gat and a duffle bag This your rebuttal fam Bitch we don't give damn Keepin' it real dancing riding around for higher 64s swift doors ensure you gonna wanna ride and explore I am sure I get more dem whores I promise you that ain't just yours Hit my corridors Close the door fuckin dope your gonna overdose Overload on my hoes they beggin' me for more in a comatose you'll lay after I leave I bet You never had this before Got em callin' me fiending like a crack whore Does it bother you me dippin' out the back door When you knew this how it end whatcha mad for I be all about the vibe let my cash flow Can you feel it take control You say It's almost gone I know I be swerving on this road And I know you feel it I gotchu on my mind when I'm alone With this bottle of patron Baby Ima take it slow And I know you feel it
Writer(s): Ricardo Marquez, Yonatan Gottlieb, Jonathan Rubio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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