LFP NLP Lyrics

Look at the ball see the curvature

The air make it bounce

When I drive I pounce get fouled

And it still counts

And 1 the brand I used to like when I was young

Now a Walmart sellout Kids probably dont' want

See me I like Nikes they the shoes that I likey

But I wear adidas more though on God they more comfy

They say that words are weapons

So Imma use them like my glock

Treat the world like my girl

When she wants to get off

Padlock on the backpack to secure my bag

Call me Lazarus

Alive again walked out my body bag

First every second I'm making at least three benji's

Driving in a 4 dr wrangler eating a five guys burger

Person riding shotty got my six while they running the aux

Bumping some heat like an 70s jukebox

Going out like REO MJ

Frank Sinatra though, Imma do it my way

Don't want another one of you, I want to be me

And If I can't do that I'm a take my talents to south beach

Somewhere I feel a little more wanted

You took me for granted the greatest thing you had you lost it

Now watch me shine Bright like a diamond

It's my life I design it

Spiritual I'm enlightened

Answers to life I'm finding

I want a grocery bag

Filled with cash on my lap

Throw it like candy at a parade

I need the streets paved gold

So there'll be no potholes

When I beat Dom Toretto in

A 1/4 mile drag race

Living fast pace

No last place

Back off me

I need my space

Living fast pace

No last place

Back off me

I need my space

See me I hurdle obstacles

While sucking on a popsicle

And always pulling up my shorts

Because I got my pockets full

Got my wallet phone and keys

They basically go with me

Everywhere I go

I keep them in my vicinity

Play with my lanyard

Wired mind make me fidgety

Used to dream of success

Now I am on to bigger things

Talking Malcolm X MLK every dreamer

That more from life than a fine bitch and a Beamer

Stanley steamers make carpets cleaner

They can't get enough of my demeanor

And if I'm being honest I can't either

I love being in my own frame stare check the mirror

Can't be throwing stones in your castle of glass

I look past my past now my present lavash

Living fast but moving slow kiss your girl on the go

I'm getting more tongue than post office envelopes

Are you ready to go cause I've been waiting for this

Been sitting at the red light

Stalled then drove through real quick

Made it my way now we on the highway

Weaving through traffic like I'm about to be late

Got to clock in boss at work is a prick

If I'm a minute late that might be it

I'm right on time hauled it in one hand grab

Got both feet in with that clean toe drag