Juice and Trophy

Yeah, hand me that trophy, yeah, uh-huh This ain't a Tory Tracks story, sorry Jack You wanted Morris, then sorta walk it right back Tried warning, tried warning, tried warning himself Adorning the walls in the Hall of Fame, mourning triple M See him pulling, pulling in, like yeah, that's the one Did the work and put in motion, now they calling it done From the back of the line to the top of the summit You were sleeping, now they see the vision, don't they love it I'm swerving like a hooligan, Cal at the Tenth Degree Virginia rappin', dummy, I been sailin' 'round the harbor with a heart of fraud as Argy Put Marina on the Charger like a goddamn safari, uh Switch it up real quick, no look Man, I just man want my juice The party don't start till the whackings stop When the Caleeb drop Now I don't wanna say too much But you know I ain't gon' hush I ain't gon' hush, no, no Yeah, credit Cosmic for the come up, it's the righteous time to roast I ain't faking it, better face it, skip to Stan Rose Speaking of Eric, that's too legendary His bars getting me grounded, I'm astro, I'm touching Mars Space between us like stars, gotta keep it real Every move I make, got them all caught up in the feel It's like a thriller when I'm spinning these lines No chill, you could try, but they can't touch the sound, I keep it ill Taking a ferry via Phillip, almost awake and almost kill it Can't ever take me from my spirits like a one Jordan on lock, art teacher with a different start Junior man, just get a load of that Running the game, I'm out here, no looking back Can't hold me down, cause I'm far from that I'm living free, sipping tea, let them chat Man, I just, man, want my juice The party don't start till the whackings stop When the calib drop, now I don't wanna say too much But you know I ain't gon' hush, I ain't gon' hush, no, no Yeah, it's going down Man, I'm just trying to get my juice, you feel me Yeah, yeah I'm just trying to get my juice, you feel me