Blurr
H on the Honda for Hellcat, sports mode it's gone purr
N be animals, don't get too close to me
I'm allergic to the fur
Lately been living too fast my life been a blurr
I still get flashbacks from situations that occurred
Run this shit up for my family
Ghost rider I'll ride through hell
Even when shit ain't okay
Say I'm doing well
Every night before I sleep
Pray I do not go to jail
She want me to open up do I look like some mail?
If you ain't talking about green
Leave it on seen
Bitch I been chasing the kale
Missing my Lil bro, that be my homie
Like Kenan and Kel
Cash cow phone gone ring like a bell
My heart been bruised now my pockets swell
Look in the sky and I hope that you proud of me
Throwing my pennies in the wishing well
H on the Honda for Hellcat, sports mode watch it purr
N be animals, don't get too close to me
I'm allergic to the fur
Lately been living too fast my life been a blurr
I still get flashbacks from situations that occurred
Hands be kinda greasy from stacking the chicken
Capricorn energy heavy I be down to Earth with it
N tryna race me but I'm already winning
Keep my life on five percent, know them windows tinted
H on the Honda for Hellcat, sports mode it's gone purr
N be animals, don't get too close to me
I'm allergic to the fur
Lately been living too fast my life been a blurr
I still get flashbacks from situations that occurred
Feel like Chip Skylark how these hoes be chasing me
The way I make this bread you'd think I worked in bakery
Said he wanna make money
Bring this here from A to B
26 Clients in a day, driving A to Z
She like to argue she wanna fight now
I beat the pussy straight outta the frame, I knock her lights out
Bitches would say I was ugly
All of a sudden I'm they type now
Chase a bag won't chase a hoe
Left her on read she tight now
I just want your mind and your soul don't care about when you naked
You say that pussy good well come here baby let me taste it
Calls through the black phone I made my way up out the basement
I really came from nothing but look at the shit I created
Yeah the gas prices be high
Come to me cuz mine be lower
Show you better than I tell you
So I guess I gotta show her
This a Detroit beat
I ain't even from Detroit
Lion hearted please don't leave me with no choice
Don't do soggy bread I can't have my bread moist
22 Inch rims want em on a Rolls Royce
N be animals, don't get too close to me
I'm allergic to the fur
Lately been living too fast my life been a blurr
I still get flashbacks from situations that occurred
Run this shit up for my family
Ghost rider I'll ride through hell
Even when shit ain't okay
Say I'm doing well
Every night before I sleep
Pray I do not go to jail
She want me to open up do I look like some mail?
If you ain't talking about green
Leave it on seen
Bitch I been chasing the kale
Missing my Lil bro, that be my homie
Like Kenan and Kel
Cash cow phone gone ring like a bell
My heart been bruised now my pockets swell
Look in the sky and I hope that you proud of me
Throwing my pennies in the wishing well
H on the Honda for Hellcat, sports mode watch it purr
N be animals, don't get too close to me
I'm allergic to the fur
Lately been living too fast my life been a blurr
I still get flashbacks from situations that occurred
Hands be kinda greasy from stacking the chicken
Capricorn energy heavy I be down to Earth with it
N tryna race me but I'm already winning
Keep my life on five percent, know them windows tinted
H on the Honda for Hellcat, sports mode it's gone purr
N be animals, don't get too close to me
I'm allergic to the fur
Lately been living too fast my life been a blurr
I still get flashbacks from situations that occurred
Feel like Chip Skylark how these hoes be chasing me
The way I make this bread you'd think I worked in bakery
Said he wanna make money
Bring this here from A to B
26 Clients in a day, driving A to Z
She like to argue she wanna fight now
I beat the pussy straight outta the frame, I knock her lights out
Bitches would say I was ugly
All of a sudden I'm they type now
Chase a bag won't chase a hoe
Left her on read she tight now
I just want your mind and your soul don't care about when you naked
You say that pussy good well come here baby let me taste it
Calls through the black phone I made my way up out the basement
I really came from nothing but look at the shit I created
Yeah the gas prices be high
Come to me cuz mine be lower
Show you better than I tell you
So I guess I gotta show her
This a Detroit beat
I ain't even from Detroit
Lion hearted please don't leave me with no choice
Don't do soggy bread I can't have my bread moist
22 Inch rims want em on a Rolls Royce
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Writer(s): Jamel Houston
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