Hours

I Got the juice
Like I'm sippin on rica
That's Pineapple taste
Smooth feeling say eureka
Bachata on the beat
Got my flow on step
I'm making way
While you trippin on your own two steps
Don't try to check
Jordan 1s on
Royal blue
You know that feeling too
Walking out
Like I'm filming them movie shoots
Classic clips only
Go and build up
Your dream life
Cuz when it's time to die
I promise you won't get a retry
Careful out there
Niggas throwin knuckles
You getting buckled
Have a seat
Lookin bugged eye
You seeing double
Shit ain't smoothing out right
lookin like you in truffle
They get it poppin
Be careful on who's inside your bubble
It's time to bustle
I ain't built like you niggas
I'm choosing patience
The Real recognize real
My type of language
function different
You Ruin the operation
Go set the bar
I'll be breaking through limitation

Back to Scoopin up homies you know the bike pegs
Coming through mobbin down the street
You Gotta stay ahead
Shawty feelin my styles
She want me down to lox
Hold up
You doing to much
Im tryna own a spot
And put my brand on it
Cop the merchandise
And Make 100 grand on it
You putting you on
Now Go and get your fam on it
Don't worry about them niggas
They could never land on it
You high demand homie
Stay on the mission
Don't get it twisted
Go straight through the ceiling
And Do the demolition
For renovation
A better foundation
Niggas always gonna be hating
When you be caking
They Wasn't at the kitchen for the baking
They want a slice for saving
Got a dream To make reality
They sleepin on me
Tuck you in for bed Story's called Navi the prodigy
Laughing now
Until you see my name in the magazines
Setting my heart ablaze Aint no need for that gasoline



Credits
Writer(s): Ivan De La Rosa
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