John G
They can get high
Is you built like a samurai? Mm-hmm
Pretty blue butterfly (butterfly)
They can get high
Is you built like a samurai?
I fight for your love (I fight for your love)
Don't fight the one you love, yeah (don't fight the one you love)
They thought I was washed, washed like dishes
Gotta be able to take everything that you dishin'
If you gon' out for the ride, gotta get you a ticket
Where did she go? End up missin'
I'm from where it snow, fogged up Cartier lenses
Yeah, and I got bitches
On the marathon back-to-back we was with Nipsey
I asked him if it was possible to do it in your city
He said, "Yeah it's possible, do it in your city"
Get off your mama couch, get off your mama titty
I do it with a passion, everything in me
You looking at my spot like everything litty
Everything's transparent, like Benny (yeah)
Back to my ways again (back to my ways again), fuck being humble (I'm DeJ)
Back to my ways again (my ways), I will never fumble (fuck it)
Yeah, back to my ways again (my ways), niggas thought that I would crumble (what?)
Yeah, back to my ways again, I'm gettin' loaf, I'm gettin' money
Yeah, back to my ways again (ayy)
There go Dej lil' crazy ass, yeah
And you can't even do the math, I can't even tell you half
Either I'm fire or I got to fire the whole staff (staff)
One or the other, I'm a lucky motherfucker
I dreamt I'd be your liver, I dreamt I'd be your lover
I figured I'd get back to you when I get lil' tougher
Anyway, thanksgiving was straight, mama made dressin'
He gon' take me to his family, he knowin' that I'm special
You get the best of me, you keep me away
You keep me away, you keep me away
You get the best of me (you get the best of me), you keep me away
You keep me away (you keep me away), you keep me away (oh-woah)
Thank you God
Yeah, yeah-yeah
There go Dej lil' crazy ass
And you can't even do the math
Oh, hmm-mm, yeah, oh, oh, hmm-mm
Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mmm
I said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah"
(Yeah, tss, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Back on my shit again