Stunna Luciano - Ja Morant Lyrics

Black Benz sports mode
Tryna' see just how fast this bitch can go
Break a bitch for she break my soul
Ballin' thought I done typed a cheat code
Ain't chasing no cat just bankrolls
Fobia don't wanna see money fold
Them people want to see me sent down the road
Think Imma let 'em have they way
No
Ja Morant nigga stay with a pole
Keep it on me even when I'm in robes
Staying focused finish line nowhere close
Hate the game and not the player she choose
When I stop will be the day that I croak
They ain't help and thought that I would lose hope
Figured it out I couldn't sit on the bench
They took a mile now I can't give em an inch
I gotta get it like it was the rent
Grind like no watching in Benz behind tint
Strap on me they mad but it's for self defence
I aint no killer but don't get me bent
Got gifts take her from you thought I was the Grinch
Soon as she in presence she gone be convinced
But can't save ya baby name ain't Clark Kent
Just got dick and tissue when you come to vent
No clone biggest Stunna since Stone Cold
Bout to blow like gas leaks with the stove on
Gold on Roger outside can't go home
Till' I go make a play or these bows gone
Know it's wrong
Putting smoke in the ozone
That's just my way to cope since my bro gone
Ex fiending texting she said been so long
Put her in a wheel chair tell her to roll on
Cruise to Jamaica kick shit wit my bredren
Up getting to it yes way before seven
Ops get pulled over they quit and start telling
They just be pledging when they say they steppin'
When I get pulled over I don't answer questions
Guess he ain't like the rest of em I reckon
Risk what I took like there's no contraception
Ain't making excuses won't make an exception
They caught me slippin' now I learned my lesson
Still got it on me my only confession
Trust in my grind it became an obsession
Got the green light know the ops somewhere stressin'
Laser point precision ain't see a weapon
Then get missing after I get Excedrine
Sticking to plan suggest that you follow me
Ain't taking shortcuts still we gone get collard greens
I been a star studying some Astrology
How you think I got this strap in club honestly
Done doing favors less I start charging fees
Distance myself from those not moving properly
Where I'm at now is way up from where bottom be
More on the list coming hungry I gotta eat
Mind on the mula, land, property
You would of thought I was playing monopoly
Couldn't get out of jail for the free nah they done got a G
Speak up for myself they expect an apology
A way with my words, say I learned that from Socrates
Shooters still spinning ain't tryna' make pottery
Shawty want practice this ain't a lobotomy
Did I hit yo' bitch prolly
Did you see her in a
Black Benz sports mode
Tryna' see just how fast this bitch can go
Break a bitch for she break my soul
Ballin' thought I done typed a cheat code
Ain't chasing no cat just bankrolls
Fobia don't wanna see money fold
Them people want to see me sent down the road
Think Imma let 'em have they way
No
Ja Morant nigga stay with a pole
Keep it on me even when I'm in robes
Staying focused finish line nowhere close
Hate the game and not the player she choose
When I stop will be the day that I croak
They ain't help and thought that I would lose hope
Figured it out I couldn't sit on the bench
They took a mile now I can't give em an inch