Slow Down - Freestyle

About time you hear this song I'll already be hot as hell yeah
N told me their problems like I'm a wishing well

N gave me pennies hoping to get m's
This the mob baby you can't get in
Gone head kill that twin shit I don't know you n
Yea fuck what you talking I don't owe you n
Catch me out in Oakland with the growers n
Catch me out in Bakersfield I'm networking woah
She said her cycle on but her neck working
You n flashing money what's your net worth
You n buying cars what's your net worth
I'm investing in some stocks what's my net worth yeah

Bought a couple nft's off of ppp yea
Never fucked with molly never fucked with e
Yea fucked her off the Addy now she call me daddy
Met a bad foreign bitch out in Cincinnati
Used to be dead broke ford explore on e
Now I'm riding Porsche trucks on me
Now it's sunny now, now it's sunny now

Don't believe me ask my baby momma yea
Trying to duck the baby momma drama yea
Money in her pocket shoes on her feet
I fuck her real good she suck it sloppy what's neat
Yea what's sleep I'm a trap star
Addy got my eyes like a avatar
Yea 90 day run I ain't spending shit
Ship them packs the next day we ain't missing shit
Same clothes two days I ain't ate shit
Yea one lazy n that'll sink the ship
No days off been working my ass off
I'm up at three am I'm trying to make a fucking hit

Oh that's your boo dog that's crazy cause she let me hit
Yea been the same way since a fucking jit
Was a born heathen but I found a better way
Hit my knees pray to god every day
Couldn't even tell you the last time I talked to Tay
Man i miss my n yea you know I love you (yea)
Shit been wicked lately no cap
We been laying n down like a wave cap
N get in my way he get flatline
Yea you know we having drums ndrum line
N owe me money n run mine
These n dying over bitches call them Popeye
I ain't dying over no bitch n not I
All i ever really wanted was a piece of the pie



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Writer(s): Kevin Bailey
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