Slow Down ft. Hem Lyrics

Yo

Never hit the stage giving props to me

A couple homies with sticks they're mirroring hockey teams

I'm on the grind like a coffee bean or I'm copping tree, no stopping me

Hot as the Takis be when we chopping beats

You beefing all on the corner or you just chopping cheese?

Constantly prophesizing profit the prophets is scoffing often my consciousness all in boxes like poppy sees

Already failing the test, you're blaming the poppy seeds

The devil saved me the irony I am Constantine

Uncommonly modest promised my momma my pockets filled with the commas my thoughts entangled I'm August, I'm honest and all this costing me

I got the juice like I'm Paulo Costa, release your entire roster, you building my team coming you Kevin Costner

Started smart like a guard from Boston you destined for coffins

Double crossing apostles I'm already dead homie and you just playing possum

I seen it go down

Feel the pain and now it's all we know now

Walking down the streets I feel it's three below now

Been moving way too fast to slow down

Could never slow down

I seen it go down

Feel the pain and now it's all we know now

Walking down the streets I feel it's three below now

Been moving way too fast to slow down

Could never slow down

We're mahogany countertop browsing

First month out of the woods, made a couple thousand

Came from roaches on counters tops adjacent to section eight housing

Got close relationships with Bar bouncers

The boy brown-skinned, a little lighter in the winters though

At 26 you can't convince me we're not winners though

LLC'd my own business call me CEO

I'm Vince McMahon, chairman to the board

Loyal to my girl but know a couple of them pray they see divorce

Spit on your song it Goes harder you can't see Deborah

Easy to slaughter, he's an endorser, legal enforcer

Leaving the feces when I been speaking should be on the toilet

Honestly really enjoy it, modesty is really just stupid

If the question is can I be stopped then I've already proved it

I mean respectfully and humbly and yes the boy has been hungry

It's Betty Crocker pots up in the kitchen

RIP to malnutrition I've been acting different

Hit my mom on the text she said do not forget the Mission

Remember being 17 on the bus with a mixtape, the backseat, trying to get everybody just to listen

Now I got fans in Burbank,

UK to California state, shoutout to Jersey

RIP to everybody that we lost in Ukraine, and I will say it until the world heard me

I seen it go down

Feel the pain and now it's all we know now

Walking down the streets I feel it's three below now

Been moving way too fast to slow down

Could never slow down

I seen it go down

Feel the pain and now it's all we know now

Walking down the streets I feel it's three below now

Been moving way too fast to slow down

Could never slow down