Haleek Maul - Jimmy lyrics
[Intro: Chuck Larry] Yeah Made this for the real n***as to ride to The stoners to fly to And I'm extending my pinky as I sip tea n***a king sh**.. [Verse 1: Chuck Larry] Music is the high now I don't blow no O's no more n***as comment on my new sh** colen O I'm the guy right now look at how their face look Laugh at these girls when they hit me on my facebook Saying Chuck I really love your new song & I ain't heard you in so long Why? Cause the n***a grind hard Separate myself from the rest spitting space bars This n***a gotta go far cause this n***a go hard Lamborghini dreams, watchu thinking go karts? Trying to work my way to the top So I'm climbing over writing blocks Don't get on songs making subliminal shots Chad own a 45 It's do or die Rather be alive & roll around the city like I run the thing No crown yet but this youngin' is a king [Hook: Chuck Larry] I'm the guy right now, I'm the guy right now, I'm the guy right now, who knew? I'm the guy right now, I'm the guy right now, I'm the guy right now, who knew? I be the guy right now, I be the the guy right now, I be the guy right now, who knew? I'm the guy right now, who knew? I be the guy like.. [Verse 2: Chuck Larry] You say your team the best mine is out to prove it Our time been that way since Midnight Music Now my whole team spit & make these women lose it Drop a song & all these hatin' n***as like why God? Who that, who that, who that on their wifey's little iPod? Hit her up on the phone her ringtone is Centerfold I'm playing in this game and I never fold Casino life, taking chances, roll the dice Vampire life, no heart, hardly any sleep at night & all my n***as riders plan to cop some Harley bikes Hear the plans my team making & these dude like yikes n***as scared now & it ain't even Halloween Take these rappers masks off reveal drama queens Changing their status from relevant to has beens Living life like a movie, I'm cutting out the sad scenes [Hook: Chuck Larry] [Talking: Haleek Maul] Yo Chuck, how you a rapper & you don't dance my n***a That sh**'s weak son [Verse 3: Haleek Maul] Ah, he lives but will he dream again? Will he touch that pen, and still be relevant? Will he give you what you wanted or what you think you had You probably think I'm mad, the facade is for the chickens But you are something different so I'll clean up my diction Hakuna Matata, girl I move with that clapper Plus I been a ghost with a million hosts so I ain't scared of no caspers Wanna be on TV a** n***as, wanna see me off key a** n***as I don't even care, it's just charming sh** Dead man walking around embalmed and sh** Think I think too loud Think I think too much should've lived in the now So once this sherman keep burning And the verses stay stinking like a fresh perm it's perfect I did it on purpose, yes I meant to hurt these kids Drenched the track in sodium and left these rappers thirsty I be, the man... [Hook: Chuck Larry]