Velour (feat. Jaye Newton)

You n****s flake, you n****s late My n****s great, so much on my plate You n****s flake, you n****s late My n****s great, so much on my plate Where were you when I was grinding? Boy, get out my face No such thing as perfect timing I just found my pace My flow is slick as velour Diddy, Mase They're going to scream give me more That's what my aura indicates In my own lane No interstate I spit propane, that's what my buds taste You're soft as a lily pad, no need to rush I'll bring this up later like a cold case I should've listened to that feeling in my gut But now the jig is up And now it's on me Going to the top with my down homies I do not give a f**k who looks down on me You n****s flake, you n****s late My n****s great, so much on my plate You n****s flake, you n****s late My n****s great, so much on my plate In my gene's, in my code Check the level's, intervals Breaking all the decibels Ain't rapping hypotheticals Everything in my soul tells me I should let it go This beat to me is therapy Prescribe my words as medical Sometimes I sit down and I come up with no rhymes I just stare at the blank lines My mind spins like time does So many people fall to the wayside Every spot is earned and you can't take mine I'm locked and loaded WD says, "Greatness takes time, emit what you were born with" Back in focus, they thought I was hopeless I been on my grind so long I should flex like this was aerobics Trying to shine Talking diamond, opal Not cubic zirconia I live in my moment Watch who you're friends and foes with Because You n****s flake, you niggas late My n****s great, so much on my plate You n****s flake, you n****s late My n****s great, so much on my plate I be the smoothest brother Word to mother No other is seeing No question like this n**** Robert Kelly when he is peeing Why these niggas think they can hang like a nuse Jigga got juice Slaughter your daughter, O.J I stay on her skin like Olay Peep this, peep this I ain't talking about whipping wrist when I'm Talking about cooking up crack Serving the streets they pedaling back and forth Forth and back I'm grounded and well-rounded like cul-de-sac's The silliest with synonyms since sipping on Similac N**** You n****s flake, you n****s late My n****s great, so much on my plate You n****s flake, you n****s late My n****s great, so much on my plate