Modern Day Jimi
I thought that I had told you I'm a Rockstar
A modern day Jimi bitch I rock hard
But with a twisted head yes I'm a Rasta
And no I do not stop when I see Cop cars
I thought that I had told you I'm a Rockstar
A modern day Jimi bitch I rock hard
But with a twisted head yes I'm a Rasta
And no I do not stop when I see Cop cars
Grinding was hobby
Since the elementary lobby huh
I've been going hardy
Off the top like I'm Jeff hardy huh
Give it to her raw
She like the smackdown
Off the molly bruh
You don't wanna see me
Rolling round with my posse though
My Shooters they gone shoot
Like Kamehameha
Now they dead
Because I know some fuck niggas
Be plotting with their infer reds
Louie said don't worry dread
Just smoke this blunt straight to your head
Niggas hate just make your bread
Me and Sess we'll deal with the rest
I thought that I had told you I'm a Rockstar
A modern day Jimi bitch I rock hard
But with a twisted head yes I'm a Rasta
And no I do not stop when I see Cop cars
I thought that I had told you I'm a Rockstar
A modern day Jimi bitch I rock hard
But with a twisted head yes I'm a Rasta
And no I do not stop when I see Cop cars
The world is an evil place
And filled with lots of Enemies
Walking demons in disguise
They'll even offer Hennessy
It never made no sense to me
Could even be a friend of me
I'm Reminiscing my OG's
And this is what they said to me
Just keep being yourself
Keep on grinding
Keep on shining
If they don't fuck with you
Then they hating
And they lying
Or their constantly denying
Because your music is spellbinding
Yes sinfully memorizing
People hate but don't you mind them
I know selling work ain't your thing
But nigga keep on rhyming
You at the top of the peak
While these niggas still be climbing
It's your timing
I'm just reminded
To get this money
You gone find it
Bad girls on me
I shine like a diamond
Haters gone hate
Because they keep denying
I thought that I had told you I'm a Rockstar
A modern day Jimi bitch I rock hard
But with a twisted head yes I'm a Rasta
And no I do not stop when I see Cop cars
I thought that I had told you I'm a Rockstar
A modern day Jimi bitch I rock hard
But with a twisted head yes I'm a Rasta
And no I do not stop when I see Cop cars
A modern day Jimi bitch I rock hard
But with a twisted head yes I'm a Rasta
And no I do not stop when I see Cop cars
I thought that I had told you I'm a Rockstar
A modern day Jimi bitch I rock hard
But with a twisted head yes I'm a Rasta
And no I do not stop when I see Cop cars
Grinding was hobby
Since the elementary lobby huh
I've been going hardy
Off the top like I'm Jeff hardy huh
Give it to her raw
She like the smackdown
Off the molly bruh
You don't wanna see me
Rolling round with my posse though
My Shooters they gone shoot
Like Kamehameha
Now they dead
Because I know some fuck niggas
Be plotting with their infer reds
Louie said don't worry dread
Just smoke this blunt straight to your head
Niggas hate just make your bread
Me and Sess we'll deal with the rest
I thought that I had told you I'm a Rockstar
A modern day Jimi bitch I rock hard
But with a twisted head yes I'm a Rasta
And no I do not stop when I see Cop cars
I thought that I had told you I'm a Rockstar
A modern day Jimi bitch I rock hard
But with a twisted head yes I'm a Rasta
And no I do not stop when I see Cop cars
The world is an evil place
And filled with lots of Enemies
Walking demons in disguise
They'll even offer Hennessy
It never made no sense to me
Could even be a friend of me
I'm Reminiscing my OG's
And this is what they said to me
Just keep being yourself
Keep on grinding
Keep on shining
If they don't fuck with you
Then they hating
And they lying
Or their constantly denying
Because your music is spellbinding
Yes sinfully memorizing
People hate but don't you mind them
I know selling work ain't your thing
But nigga keep on rhyming
You at the top of the peak
While these niggas still be climbing
It's your timing
I'm just reminded
To get this money
You gone find it
Bad girls on me
I shine like a diamond
Haters gone hate
Because they keep denying
I thought that I had told you I'm a Rockstar
A modern day Jimi bitch I rock hard
But with a twisted head yes I'm a Rasta
And no I do not stop when I see Cop cars
I thought that I had told you I'm a Rockstar
A modern day Jimi bitch I rock hard
But with a twisted head yes I'm a Rasta
And no I do not stop when I see Cop cars
Credits
Writer(s): Cj Dugas
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