Ride slow (Ayy) Ride slow, like a ghost I'm pullin' up at 3 This car just ain't the same without you here next to me All I wanna do is ride slow (Ayy) We been goin' back and forth, you think I only want sex Of course I want it, look at you but that ain't

Caught in the moment, tangled up in your sheets My imagination's too creative Falling, falling, needed something to believe in, oh But it was all in my head It was all in my head (Skrrt, skrrt) Yeah, look at you, boy, I invented you Your Gucci tennis

I'm working on my next broken heart Be the death of me What's left of me I've seen that look before She'll tear my world apart You picked me up, you shot me down You're stepping out all over town Drove me back to drinking in this bar I found myself a

Dearly departed, from these unmotivated hatin' hoes I'ma drown a nigga in the river of lost souls Your bitch looking at me up and down like an Elder Scroll, ayy! I'ma drown a nigga in the river of lost souls (I'ma, yuh, yuh) I'ma drown a nigga in the

Closer closer to the top Looking down is quite a drop Let me have it all You set up a barrier Don't you know I'd marry ya Can't explain how you make me feel Don't you know I'm feeling real You have turned into a prayer I can feel I'm almost there

Hold it in, now let's go dancing I do believe we're only passing through Wired again, now look who's laughing You again, oh you, oh you, oh you Me again, all fired up on you What to say and what she really means Wrapped up in dissonance I'm sorry that I

I’m finna pull up right on ‘em Your ho wanna fuck, I don’t want her Popped a perc and I’m geeked in Aroma You rented it, I’m the owner Took your ho cause she gave me a boner Look at my dab persona In the trap I serve a stoner My niggas came from the

Tired, tired eyes look up and see I've been mining down a dark hole I've been mining in the rocks I've been working for your wonder I've been mining hard and long Now my work has just begun All you've done, the path you've come The things that you've

Up here in space I'm looking down on you My lasers trace Everything you do You think you've private lives Think nothing of the kind There is no true escape I'm watching all the time I'm made of metal

I grew up inna place called De La Vega Spanish Town Rocking Over Prison Oval I grew up inna a place called Ensom City Spanish Town groovy Everybody nice Hail Jah mon, Spanish Town me born Dat a weh me come from From you look inna me face you see a De La