Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Price
Songwriter
Jessé Prado
Songwriter
Lyrics
Hide out in Palm Beach, Palm trees
Cash come in all clean
Nav headed north east
The dash says I can't get more speed
Kicking back, catching what life's tossing me
I'm thinking back to this and that
Like it was all dream, falling deep
Your bitch gone hit me back when you fall sleep
I'm really killing tracks this shit is all fiend
I'm really spiting facts that shit is all I speak
This shit was getting pretty bad and now we all gone eat
Quick change up, drop the Wrangler and pick a Range up
Dropping bangers but no part of me wanna be famous
But on that same note, no part of me wanna be nameless
We in the same boat, but one of us gonna need saving
And it ain't gone be Jason
I come out swinging like I'm Money May
Dripping like runny eggs, no sunny days
While I'm out in London, getting bloody paid, cut the breaks
I just go dummy, got more raps then mummy graves
All of a sudden all of the honeys wave, don't be late
Shit, I might be faded but never fazed
The most underrated but that rating gone get a raise
Been in New York too long might hav to see LA
Been in the dark too long never thought I'd feel the the rays
You see it in my face, I'm coming for it
Yeah I'm running for it
Kid been sick like I ain't got the stomach for it
I been the shit, could take ya bitch I'll throw 100 on it
Ain't chasing chips, I'm taking shit, I been hunting for it
Straight gunning for it
I got some shit that they should hear so I tell em listen
And tell my mission
Hella viscous
I get high as Leers and then I sell my visions
Other fellas spitting, it's not real it's just written
Knock em off their heels, they caught feels
When the plot twisted, clock ticking
Hop in some wheels that got the top missing
I got in some deals that got the guap dripping
That shit could dry up like some spills so I'm not tripping
I'm just tryna pay my bills and have some knots sitting
Tired of not living
I'm blazed out, Haze loud
I should rocking insane crowds
Posse locked in with me like Insane Clowns
Headed to the top past the rain clouds
No more stops baby yeah I'm spaced out
Writer(s): Jason Price
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