Slow Down (remix)

Mhm

You said you tired of just wishing me well

Well I be drunk as hell but this drunk man ain't telling no tale

Adjusted preparation for the moment I readied it well

Soul separated but ain't going to heaven nor hell still noticed it

And I won't pay you shit bitch I be taxing on condolences

Forgot them at the store or something let me catch your short or something

Niggas headed west if they feel that they headed north or something

Let them think of course and of course treat them like corpse or something

Kinda weird like now that you mention

Like who I had in my section and who I didn't that's way more than a blessing