Phil Jackson - Bossman Dlow

Living Lavish Getting Tatted These Jordan 8's They bound to hate When we converse It's just like magic I hit yo bitch without A daate Bitch I'm tatted like I'm Travis My tats the best that's no debate Riding skating like some Dayton's I'm smoking Mary so no hating See all this gold That I'm draped in Bitch These black buffs I ain't no racist Bitch I rolled it up so I'm gone face it Stack it Spend it stack it That's basic They copy my style Like they tracing I roll this weed Out the mason Trying to get higher Like we racing Rookie of the year No debating Rookie of the year Like I'm Jason Rookie of the year Like I'm Simmons Rookie of the year It's just the beginning Rookie of the year I been winning Racing stripes on the vette Grand sport Z06 Apologize in advance for Giving dick to yo bitch You should've never cuffed the hoe You claim to keep it G But I don't see it doe You see me shinning hoe But I'm laid back Like a recliner doe One eye open Like a monocle Bitches say I'm cool With no designer on No margiela But I get that chedda No balenciaga But you know I make them hoes holla No Saint Laurent But you know a nigga Been a boss Fuck the cost Bitch I'm from the D I was made to floss Diana Ross the boss playing While I'm bitch clean the kitchen And all we do is smoke bitch Did I forget to mention Rookie of the year I've been winning hoe And all my bitches cold They some centerfolds A billion dollar plans I got like 10 of those And if you want yo bitch You better keep her close Don't talk about that deal Until that bitch is closed Don't say what you go do Until you did it doe Fuck that You don't need niggas in Yo business bro That's how niggas Fuck around turn witness bro Aye Burgers beers and titties That's a hell of a combo Gotta get it in the city And get to it pronto Cause ain't no guarantee That they waking tomorrow No guarantees That you waking tomorrow They say some niggas scamming Some niggas selling blues Some niggas say they do it But you know it ain't true For real Some niggas say they do it But you know it ain't true Yea they saying That they do it But I'm calling it cap I'm hearing blues after blues You can't show me a rack I'm the boss dog You want OT in the plant I can knock you off Might get you whacked for a rant This ain't what you thought Bitch I'm rocking margiela My balenciaga sneaks Done seen some blood Or whatever I'm still rocking Gucci loafers Even though that they racist Little car with ten bitches like I'm driving a slave ship They switching different niggas Guess it's gone be a night then I'm AR rifle shawty I can't fuck with the carbines My Nigga wanna swipe I put him hip with some fire bins Aye bro That's some coach shit for real A Nigga say he broke so ima c Come with the plays then I get them by the dozen I got ten more k's in You think I'm playing Fuck it Let me say that I'm playing then Caveman bust a band down Let me do it Crunch time shooting from The line he still fooling I been blowing all day Can you tell that I'm zooted She want to pay to fuck I'm like damn should I do it

Come with me, I'll take you now To a place that you fear for no reason why Your heart has turned away from me And I will make you understand Everything will become clear to you When you see things through another's eyes Everything will become clear to you Whatever's meant for you, you will find Come with me, I'll take you there To a place where you'll see Everything you need to be the one you need to be And all of those things that you feared Will disappear from you in time Everything will become clear to you When you see things through another's eyes Everything will become clear to you Whatever's meant for you, you will find