We self-made but never is an i on the team
Crunk on that colt 45 drunk feeling funk nah mean
I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was
Feeling like a pastor on the road back from damascus
Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good
I’m picturing that body like a camera phone would
Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see
Feeling looser than kid cudi on maui wowie.
Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood
Her mother on the other hand wasn't so good
Pushing in my mama van
This girl has got feeling so good damn
See i'm breathing for a purpose
I'm hooked on that good stuff
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