Robin

Move like you robbin
Bird watching
Oronthologist
Groove like he Rodman
Dog walker make em promises
Smoove they be watching
Moon walker Michael jack and em
Tryna make out it
Jay men in black
Like Micheal black and em

Inner city
My niggas wit me... i smoke up
Reggie mill the choker
Kenny stills, the pro cuts
Swarm a field like locust
Don't approach us
Just match my quotas
Book a flight to north the border
Okay im sorta
A different nigga
Lets reconsider,
I made some figures to be that nigga
Figured you niggas would figure me bitter
I'm been in positions, To finish positions
Stand on my own
Needed to hear it
Pride on my sleeve
I needed to wear it
Cloth different how I talk is apparent
Loss different run it up like an errand
Quarterback up on the field how im Aaron
Medusa staring at the watch it be glaring
I need the shit that Tyler got the McLaren
Put that on momma need that like a clearance
Off top like I need a percentage
On top like I needed correction
Off top like i need a selection
On top like i needed affection
I needed protection
Cuz niggas been saying that Jay you aint doing enough
I'm doing enough, you stupid as fuck
Prize fighter golden boy wit the touch
Makin a move
I gave you a groove
Work of art I belong at the lourve
Big bag keep em coming in 2s
They bet against me
I pick up when they lose

Move like you robbin
Bird watching
Oronthologist
Groove like he Rodman
Dog walking make em promises
Smoove they be watching
Moon walker Michael jack and em
Tryna make out it
Jay men in black
Like Micheal black and em

Said im your highness
The highest title numero uno
I'm cujo mixed wit Kool Moe
I'm just a dog I need my kudos
I cant be pseudo
I'm cant be copied
Original keep the physicals
Know ya body
I'm prolly teddy Riley before the sound check
Confidence through the roof
This when people wasnt around yet
If i make a wrong move everybody effected
Gotta stay outta sight
You a gem dont crack under pressure
The city that never sleep
We insomniacs
Fab five there aint no time for that
Before im washed like laundromats
I need to know
We on need to know basis
Or acting formal
Corner socials, formerly we were social
I guess we cordial
Cuz niggas been saying that Jay you aint doing enough
I'm doing enough, you stupid as fuck
Prize fighter golden boy wit the touch
Makin a move
I gave you a groove
Work of art belong at the lourve
Big bag keep em coming in 2s
They bet against me
I pick up when they lose



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Writer(s): Jeremy Solano
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