With The Moon Lyrics

Jupiter boy go crazy

Waves

We get high, we get fly

I roll up a 3.5 for all the times a nigga cry

I know life this shit get real, it's really do or die

Just let me know right now, you wanna leave from my side

She say she love me again, I respond back "why lie?" (why lie, why lie?)

And on Thanksgiving, I'm eatin' the pie

I stir up the beat and I'm flippin' the pot (flippin' the pot)

But I'm hot, so I gotta relax, I'm exhausted (coughing)

He takin' that shit, we put him in a coffin (put em' in the coffin)

I don't play PS5, cause I'm workin' (workin')

These days, I don't stop workin' often (often)

Stack that money cause that's the concept (go)

All that other shit is just beyond us

Money on the road, what I conjure (woah)

She said she want Louis and the Prada (woah, woah)

Stackin' up my money in the nightstand

I was always cool on the problems (woah, woah)

Good cologne on me, what you smell?

Valentino or the Hero, Boss (Hero, Boss)

Designer my belt, I don't know what the cost

He got problem with me, then I'm takin' em' off (takin' em off)

You still a kid, get on your Zoom Get in the car, makin' it zoom (zoom, zoom)

I got bars like the Earth got Moon (woah)

Huh, and you know a nigga high as balloon (huh)

I be kickin' this shit, cause I'm bored (woah)

Yeah, right now, it's like 4 in the morning

I eat, record, then record again These niggas rap like an accordion

I get that beat and I'm makin' it float and shit

I kill the shit dead, went put a fork in it

We'll celebrate later, don't open that cork and shit (woah)

I got her nasty, as wet as a porpoise is (wet)

I know that, cause a nigga know nature (nature)

Ball hard like I fuck with the Lakers (Kobe)

Won't call off, can't miss that paper (no)

This my life, I'll relax later (yea

I just smoke, so I'm one with the sky (sky)

I heard "snakes", but them ain't our guys (no)

I love snacks, but I don't fuck with the hot fries

Do a nigga bad, real bad on our side

I gotta chill, I done fucked up the whole vibe

I'm the best, but I don't get no prize

Still, my dawg fell out with my ties

Lot of shit, I stand on cause my pride

You gotta turn me up and cool me down then roll me one (roll me one)

Yeah, in love with pastor daughter I done found a freaky one, uh

Passenger is empty, more than welcome to a company

I just got in my bag, in my mode, now they come for me

You tell it how it is, I'm the monster, you run from me (run from, run)

But you a awful person, I could tell it off your energy

Find out the worst way, your closest friends be your enemies

Snakes get caught in the grass, state yourself and take your penalty

Money on the road, what I conjure (woah)

She said she want Louis and the Prada (woah, woah)

Stackin' up my money in the nightstand

I was always cool on the problems (woah, woah)

Good cologne on me, what you smell?

Valentino or the Hero, Boss (Hero, Boss)

Designer my belt, I don't know what the cost

You got problem with me, then I'm takin' em' off (takin' em off)

You still a kid, get on your Zoom Get in the car, makin' it zoom (zoom, zoom)

I got bars like the Earth got Moon (woah)

Huh, and you know a nigga high as balloon (huh)

I be kickin' this shit, cause I'm bored (woah)

Yeah, right now, it's like 4 in the morning

I eat, record, then record again These niggas rap like an accordion

I get that beat and I'm makin' it float and shit

I kill the shit dead, went put a fork in it

We'll celebrate later, don't open that cork and shit

I got her nasty, as wet as a porpoise is

I know that, cause a nigga know nature

Ball hard like I fuck with the Lakers

Won't call off, can't miss that paper

This my life, I'll relax later

An accordion