[ Featuring Miles ]
People can't sleep cause I rock all night
I got more rhythm than a sample site
Drop bombs like Hiroshima never even seen her
Sailing cross the seas like the Santa Maria
Still rep Brooklyn never moved to LA
Records got more bass then sommer ray
If you wanna mess around then that's fine
Come back to the crib and don't touch what's mine
A D A M W V
Four records in a year that's a record for me
8 K on the wrist AK in the trunk
Jumped for selling cid cause that shit was bunk
Ops at the beach now I'm dipping through rocks
And I got more records than a jukebox
Made out in yo bathroom and I don't say sorry
What the f*ck do you expect when I crash your party?
Its all day bitch, get paid bitch
No time to worry, new wave bitch
Hey yo yo, yo listen here
Don't you understand don't you wanna fear
It's Adam and miles back again
Rhyming now just because I can
F*ck twelve 5/O whatever you wanna say
Can't you see I'm not here to play
I'm a corner store guy I buy them 50 cent candy
But I'll still stain some top counter brandy
Another one another time another place another rhyme
I'll hit another verse I got alot in my mind
Bad mother f*cker just like Tarintino
Cruise down the street in my new El Camino
Don't need a 64 copped a 19 Benz
Didn't even care tipped the valet and M
All day now you know I'm so money
Walking down the street every girl is my honey
Its all day bitch, get paid bitch
No time to worry, new wave bitch
Its all day bitch, get paid bitch
No time to worry, new wave bitch
