Jason Paul - Dead Serious Lyrics

Let's go

Yeah, praise to the ownership that I'm running from
Searching for something new, not a one and done
Heart on my sleeve, and that way, the fit always a one of one
Gas me out of empathy, I'm high enough, trust me son
The saga has just begun
It's clear to me that coming from NH is like N/A if you really dumb it down
But shit, you know I'mma come with some
Still, you know I'm up before the Dunkin' sign is lit in the AM, you know I run on stuff
No time to lay in bed
That is, unless she trying to film something rated X
I'm goated at saying less
She posting her horoscope
Mixing up war and peace as soon as the quarter is smoked
Then I record myself explaining I'm more than a joke
Look what I orchestrated, we might need a chorus for those
F*ck that, I'm more in the mode to try to duck the cold
Cheffing keep it hot and when I serve it keep it bold
Girl, how can I tell you sorry when sorry ain't gunna cut it?
How can I whip Ferrari? I'm already under budget
It wasn't until Johari I started to feel above it
Wasn't until my car was totaled, I could say I love it
You can't yiy me, but the grabba might
Dead serious, I might just need a dotted sight
I might just bring the Dot to light
Always felt like my lot in life was a lot in life, that's why we are not alike

I'm switching the gravity up
That was on Platinum Plus
That time, I actually was telling you truth, so if I ask you, it has to be us
Nap, then it's back to the f*cking
No, I don't actually love you
Right now, I'm back to my honest ways 'til you act like a bachelorette
I'm puppy eyes after the vet
You teed up in Dallas with cuzzo
Until I'm up above, I stay a hundo
My father thinks I got horse blinds
Of course, I respond in a way that lets him know that
When I rap about sitting courtside is the only time I'm out of bounds
'Cause I ain't leaving outta town, I'm really going out of state
Today, I'm feeling proud to say, "I think this time we found a way"
You still out of cadence trying to disguise a lie with louder bass
I'm out of patience
That's not a sellout man, that's a crowded basement
Just give me the crown, I'll take it and bring it to an unidentified location
The most plays and the most hated
That's kind of like a bad taste in your mouth
The best form of repayment is no payment
Got to make it to Cole's favorite
If I'm so two faced, well, this is what they both saying
Make my beef three-way plated gold, player