Albion Mornings.
Ladies and gentlemen
Welcome to the Albion Road Demos
Thank you very kindly for being here to witness this moment in history
Y'all could be anywhere in the world but you're right here with us
Yeah shoutout CABBIE96 too (that's my nigga)
Hella trips to big G's
Jerk chicken and rice while we made this shit
Instant classic nigga
Reflecting on my old distress
Strolling past this home address
On Martin Grove and Stone
The crib I used to lay my dome to rest
With the homies on these roads of four fours and shoulder checks
With fantasies of finer hoes and more designer clothes to flex
Never quite the toughest types so we would roll in depths
I was hardly known to roam the 'jects
And now I live my life with no regrets
Spent so many summertimes plotting my escape
To vacations on an island where I wander my estate
With the baddest chick
Whole lot of lavish shit
It was all a dream that never seemed too out of reach when I imagine it
Watching rich niggas drive by the ends and never stop the motor
Soon as homie caught me walking over
Probably locked the rover
But I'll never stop until my greatest hits
Is sitting on his favorites list
In the top column next to Pac and Hova
Just keep it stepping into praise and abundance
For my niggas in a cage doing days in the hundreds
Welcome to the Albion Road Demos
Thank you very kindly for being here to witness this moment in history
Y'all could be anywhere in the world but you're right here with us
Yeah shoutout CABBIE96 too (that's my nigga)
Hella trips to big G's
Jerk chicken and rice while we made this shit
Instant classic nigga
Reflecting on my old distress
Strolling past this home address
On Martin Grove and Stone
The crib I used to lay my dome to rest
With the homies on these roads of four fours and shoulder checks
With fantasies of finer hoes and more designer clothes to flex
Never quite the toughest types so we would roll in depths
I was hardly known to roam the 'jects
And now I live my life with no regrets
Spent so many summertimes plotting my escape
To vacations on an island where I wander my estate
With the baddest chick
Whole lot of lavish shit
It was all a dream that never seemed too out of reach when I imagine it
Watching rich niggas drive by the ends and never stop the motor
Soon as homie caught me walking over
Probably locked the rover
But I'll never stop until my greatest hits
Is sitting on his favorites list
In the top column next to Pac and Hova
Just keep it stepping into praise and abundance
For my niggas in a cage doing days in the hundreds
Credits
Writer(s): Thelonious Francis
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